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eu fui acima e trago as ruas
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
diz de épocas velhas boas
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
não do mundo largo do todo
dê-me a fome

 



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