On The Wane - On The Wane
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If you look for something stupid to do
I don`t mind to give some advices to you
Seven miles beneath the burning sun
As seven sins that you`ve done

Boiling midnights on the flashing wane
Have exhausted holy killing pain
Praying kids with the smoking bombs
Drove me insane

If you wanna go - i`m with you
If you wanna see - I`ll show you
If you wanna know - I`ll tell you
If you wanna die - I`LL KILL YOU