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Текст песни At the gates - Cold

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To rid the earth of the filthTo rid the earth of the liesTo will the rise above Tearing my insides outI feel my soul go coldOnly the dead are smiling( )To rid your heart of all liesTheir poison tongues, poison heartsBurning cold...Now let the final darkness fallI feel my soul go coldOnly the dead are smiling"...The dream of the new diseaseOn wings of euphoria..Sucking terror from the needle scars..."22 years of pain And I can feel it closing inThe will to rise aboveTearing my insides out

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