Holy celebration - text

This crowd march with me
On the way to sure death
Those people stand behind
They could be in the foreground

Sharp sword cuts the skin
Penetrape into the body
There's a flush and no help
Where is a god - it's form him

Prish offers own hand
Eternal promise, a best saferbraker
Overspill the blood across the land
There's no one to see it

I: Lies in the sight of money
They rumours: the wrong is other
Where is the truth, principals
This is your holy celebration :I

Text přidal vaci66

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