Twelve Tribes. As Feathers To Flowers And Petals To Wings. Kill Tonight For Every Loves Money. Tolv stammar. Som Fjädrar till blommor och kronbladen Wings. Döda kväll för Alla älskar pengar.
...the other nursing love's one tunnel six chambers cold metal warm fingers lost gun to my chin it's tonight for my sleep and dreams, forget dreams as feathers
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