Teksty: The Order Of The Fly. Rot.
Where the soul ebbs away from flesh
breathing the final breath
that is where you will find me
where the soul slips beneath the waves
of the ebon? blackness where all life wanes
you will find me waiting for you
where everything's rotting away
breathing the final breath
that is where you will find me
where the soul slips beneath the waves
of the ebon? blackness where all life wanes
you will find me waiting for you
where everything's rotting away
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