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Текст песни Pantera - 10's

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Текст песни Pantera - 10's




y skin is cold, transfusion with somebody morose andold, drop into fruitless dyingIt was tempting and bared, the whoring angel risingNow burning prayers, my silent time of losing(Chorus)My foes - they can't destroy my body( )Colliding slow, like life itselfLong for the blur, we cannot dry much longerCement to dirt, disgusted with my cheapness(Chorus)(Chorus)