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eu estou morrendo
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
o prado estava rastejando
podem falar do amor em uma casa de campo
algum queixou-se ao mestre
agora quando meus bordos viverem
uma vida na onda do oceano
os dias hypocritic
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente

 



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