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Today the coins are countedOn your eyes they layVeins dried, they ornaments becameOn the skin, so white, so stainedIn your sickness you felt graceOn your weakest you felt hateYou felt hateLet the funeral beginLet the dressed up killers inThis is the final . . . 阅读详情
Today the coins are countedOn your eyes they layVeins dried, they ornaments becameOn the skin, so white, so stainedIn your sickness you felt graceOn your weakest you felt hateYou felt hateLet the funeral beginLet the dressed up killers inThis is the final . . . 阅读详情
Today the coins are countedOn your eyes they layVeins dried, they ornaments becameOn the skin, so white, so stainedIn your sickness you felt graceOn your weakest you felt hateYou felt hateLet the funeral beginLet the dressed up killers inThis is the final . . . 阅读详情