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Teksty: Cult Of Luna. Circle.

What I have seen behind the front line
Is what keeps me existing
I can feel it moving through me
Pure electricity

Sabra and Shatila
Rises and retaliates
An invitation that raises the dead
I have seen their fate

The sun sets over Holy Land
And our last day advances
I can feel it piercing through me
The nails from God