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Death Angel The Art Of Dying

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Death Angel. The Art Of Dying. 5 Steps of Freedom. Death Angel. De kunst van het sterven. 5 stappen van de Vrijheid.
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Grip the bars that hold my mind And pace the cell that's stuck in time Immune to change and far from love I curse this world and God above Life is a

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Death Angel. The Art Of Dying. Famine. Death Angel. De kunst van het sterven. Hongersnood.
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Turning knot, rotting in my gut Got me feeling so corrupt Like a second hand politician I'm a study in malnutrition Every star I see I'm wishing Got

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Death Angel. The Art Of Dying. Land of Blood. Death Angel. De kunst van het sterven. Land of Blood.
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You live in your private hell Don't know if you're sick or well Something out there calls your name Too insecure to enter the game Life to you is a magazine

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Death Angel. The Art Of Dying. Never Me. Death Angel. De kunst van het sterven. Me nooit.
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All's quite now on the western front But you never know what's above you Chances are when you're down and tired It's a lack of what you need inside you

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Death Angel. The Art Of Dying. Prophecy. Death Angel. De kunst van het sterven. Profetie.
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Enter the tomb of the old Mystery in ancient gold All that ever was foretold Cycle in constant change Temple of doom, rearranged Many tales remain the

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Death Angel. The Art Of Dying. No. Death Angel. De kunst van het sterven. In.
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Raise your hands to the sky On your knees and abide Don't stare into the sun The new saviors have come And you choose your wine Like you chose your friends

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Death Angel. The Art Of Dying. The Devil Incarnate. Death Angel. De kunst van het sterven. De baarlijke duivel.
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Master of disguise move unseen Shadow on the night silent hunter Appetite aroused by the smell of your fear Driven by desire instinct and hunger And

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Death Angel. The Art Of Dying. Thicker Than Blood. Death Angel. De kunst van het sterven. Dikker dan bloed.
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Smell you, eye you, how rapid the chase it is on Swat you, bite you, locked on your neck and you're down I can't believe that you're trying to put up

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Death Angel. The Art Of Dying. Thrown to the Wolves. Death Angel. De kunst van het sterven. Gegooid naar de Wolves.
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those who were there to protect Nailed to the cross then put on display to dissect Dignity stripped like flesh being ripped from the bone Sentence, death

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Death Angel. The Art Of Dying. Spirit. Death Angel. De kunst van het sterven. Geest.
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Dream awake, eyes open wide Drain the poison, kill the lie Life is now, there is no end Never know what might have been Spirit never fade away I can

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Death Angel. The Art Of Dying. Word to the Wise. Death Angel. De kunst van het sterven. Woord aan de Wise.
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Words are spoken from the book of the dead Written in the blood of the ones who bled Foretelling the story of our destiny Shadow on the fate of humanity

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Hecate Enthroned. The Pagan Swords Of Legend. Hecate Enthroned. De Pagan zwaarden van Legend.
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frey to death And all around fore none as demon shall be found Out beneath the azrael Tolling raven of the knell And to my dark angel Whose form too

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Blood Red Throne. Portrait Of A Killer. Blood Red Throne. Portret van een moordenaar.
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pain The tempter of eternal life, the beholder of the evil eye Prince of death, the true servant of the dying kind I, an angel of death From the dark

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The Doors. An American Prayer. American Prayer. The Doors. Een Amerikaanse Gebed. American Prayer.
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dying O great creator of being grant us one more hour to perform our art & perfect our lives The moths & atheists are doubly divine & dying We live, we die & death

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Cradle Of Filth. Sodomizing The Virgin Vamps. A Gothic Romance (red Roses For The Devil's Whore). Cradle Of Filth. Verkrachten The Virgin Vamps. A Gothic Romance (rode Roses For Hoer The Devil's).
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graves where lovers whore Like seraphim and nahemah, nahemah Pluck out mine eyes, hasten, attest Blind reason against thee enchantress For I must know, art thou not death

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Cradle Of Filth. A Gothic Romance. Cradle Of Filth. Een Gothic Romance.
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Ebon's graves where lovers whore Like seraphim and Nahemah Pluck out mine eyes, hasten, attest Blind reason against thee, enchantress For I must know, art thou not death

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Showbread. No Sir, Nihilism Is Not Practical. Stabbing Art To Death. Toonbroden. Nee meneer, Nihilisme is niet praktisch. Steken Art To Death.
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noise, the beauty The love you bring me stabs these knives right into art Art is not the world Art is in our hearts Stab art to death

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The Doors. An American Prayer / Hour For Magic / Freedom Exists / A Feast Of Friends. The Doors. Een Amerikaanse Gebed / uur voor Magic / vrijheid bestaat / A Feast Of Friends.
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dying O great creator of being grant us one more hour to perform our art & perfect our lives The moths & atheists are doubly divine & dying We live, we die & death

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Woorden: Death Angel The Art Of Dying

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Death Angel The Art Of Dying