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Satan's Soul Covers Ours

Surrounded by death, we live this life we never see that in our hand lies a knife we laugh when we see people dying and when we die we ask why no one's crying there is no more humanity people's souls are filled with insanity our hearts are turning black because we won't fight the evil back we're ignoring the tears that fall we're ignoring the voices that call and now we come and ask why, why Satan's soul can never die...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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