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Mass For The Dead - text

They sleep too hard
That anything can ros them

Faded crosses, graves destroyed
By nature
Coffins like rotten flesh
Eaten by the larvae
The only sign of our memory
A few candles
Doesn't wake anyone
But force us to reflect

Empty gaze
Remembering the good times
Helpless, limp body
Without the will to fight
Eyes are closing slowly
Pulse is slowing down
Heart beat ceases
Soul leaving the body

From above you're looking
at your previous shape
You float higher
and start seeing more
One mistake is all it takes
And you will start to fall
To bring about a disaster
Crashing on the pavement

You want to choose what you want to gain
And what you want to achieve
Everything depends on you
Nobody will help you

From above you're looking
At your previous shape
You float higher
And start seeing more

One mistake is all it takes
And you will start to fall
To bring about a disaster
Crashing on the pavement

Your want to choose what you want to gain
And what you want to achieve
Everything depends on you
Nobody will help you!

Text přidal SmushrCZ

Video přidal SmushrCZ

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