Kaer Morhen - PER4MANCE
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Colored everyday life
All my laundry is outside now
He's too rude
Lowers the carcasses down one by one
Someday it will destroy
Those who got burned are no longer extinguished
Something stupid
There's a lot of bullshit in short fame
It will come on its own
She will crush it herself, scaring away the viper
Making Whoope
The one who was nobody remains the worst
A quiet voice through the screen of black and white stripes
Naked style and vulgarity is what makes us proud
Three six eight poison will not be helped by delicious sauce
Last chance to present your performance
Cut the tape
I wonder what they will pay
Pricked them in the heart
How could you spend it all?
With a stranger in a sect
Now they are fucked but not in bed
Poor little body
Your miss for him to serve
Chance to warm up
But all the light will be spent
Fuck verbally
Your secret shit generator
Nervous tic injections
Why save those drowning in their foam?
They lost their life
We parted with what we had
High Peak
The road from above leads underground
Deadly glare
Box of horrors and screams of pain and exhaustion
And how it all began
Quick success in the arms of luck
The desire clung only to her
Now the earth is warmed by those who incite lamentations