Letra The Blade de Azrael original
Pain, your life is only a book of pain
But your life it isn't very plain
This possesion of hate
Need to be dread
Say for your defense
'All for one' to be free.
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And all your lies, all your fucking lies...
There's like a swictch blade knife
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Lies like a blade
See you tomorrow!!
What do you gain?
You only say sillines
It's the same
This possesion of hate
Where do you go?
You are a sinner, a sickmen, a stray lumb
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