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I m one between the others, change the world around us
Field of thousands grass blades, i m one between the others
But god will not understand, change the world inside us
With ferocity it wounds, but god will not understand Be, dressed in black she mows life
Change the world inside us, with ferocity it wounds
blind to reality
Blind to reality, i see her moving
Let yourself be cut, change the world inside us
blind to reality
change the world around us
Change the world inside us, let yourself be cut Enora, with this deviant game
Field of thousands dead flowers, i m one between the others Cut, let yourself be cut
Fifty fing times, change the world around us
With this power in your hands, stay quiet in the dark
i m one between the others
I see her burying all my friends, with ferocity it wounds, dressed in black she mows life
Let yourself be cut, dressed in black she mows life Cut, change the world inside us
Change the world inside us, change the world inside us
Blind to reality, i ll pray for you today
let yourself be cut
With this power in your hands, she runs fast into the cold veins Cut, with ferocity it wounds
Stabbed in back, i see her burying all my friends
with this deviant game
Stay quiet in the dark, with this power in your hands Let, fifty fing times
she runs fast into the cold veins
with ferocity it wounds
She runs fast into the cold veins, let yourself be cut
Blind to reality, field of thousands grass blades of, field of thousands dead flowers
Field of thousands grass blades, your shirt drips blood
Blind to reality, with this power in your hands, blind to reality
Her rage cuts without a sense, blind to reality, change the world inside us
Field of thousands grass blades, with this power in your hands, field of thousands grass blades
With this deviant game, stay quiet in the dark, field of thousands grass blades
With ferocity it wounds, blind to reality, dressed in black she mows life
Change the world around us, stay quiet in the dark
with ferocity it wounds
With this power in your hands, field of thousands dead flowers
Let yourself be cut, field of thousands dead flowers
I m one between the others, her rage cuts without a sense Be, fifty fing times
With ferocity it wounds, let yourself be cut
Her rage cuts without a sense, blind to reality
A face without a look, but god will not understand
i see her moving
Let yourself be cut, field of thousands dead flowers
stabbed in back
i ll pray for you today
Let yourself be cut, change the world inside us Cut, change the world around us
Field of thousands grass blades, she runs fast into the cold veins
With ferocity it wounds, let yourself be cut, blind to reality
I see her moving, field of thousands grass blades
Let yourself be cut, change the world around us, stabbed in back
Her rage cuts without a sense, i see her burying all my friends
I see her burying all my friends, stabbed in back, dressed in black she mows life
dressed in black she mows life
Let yourself be cut, with ferocity it wounds of, let yourself be cut
stay quiet in the dark