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Текст песни Pantera - 10s

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My 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 cant destroy my bodyColliding slow, like life itselfLong for the blur, we cannot dry much longerCement to dirt, disgusted with my cheapness(chorus)(chorus)Reaching down, staring up (at the forgiver)

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