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Construcdead Repent

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Construcdead. Repent. Repent. Construcdead. Ľutovať. Ľutovať.
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so much to show [Chorus] I repent now for the sins of generations. I repent now. I repent now with a soul stained by damnation; I repent now. "How can

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Construcdead. Repent. As Time Bleeds. Construcdead. Ľutovať. Ako čas spadávky.
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[Chorus] Watch the hourglass drain itself, watch the smiles grow forced. In retrospect, nothing turned out the way I thought; all is lost. I guess I

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Construcdead. Repent. My Undying Hate. Construcdead. Ľutovať. My Undying nenávisti.
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Words and looks can deceive, I shut my eyes and I still can't believe your empty promises. I've heard them all before. I've heard them, whore, so shut

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Construcdead. Repent. Moral In Corrosion. Construcdead. Ľutovať. Morálna ku korózii.
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Hear the bigot preach, you don't want to miss his speech about just how simple life is. "Just follow the yellow brick road, to paradise to which it leads

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Construcdead. Repent. I've Come To Rule. Construcdead. Ľutovať. Prišiel som na článok.
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Across the river Styx, into the shadow lands My path has taken me, so here I stand. The ground is soiled with blood, the wind wails Together with the

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Construcdead. Repent. God After Me. Construcdead. Ľutovať. Boh po mne.
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Sometimes when I walk the streets I'm overcome by this fantasy That I'm the only one whose mind is not yet gone, And that the rest live in a dream.

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Construcdead. Repent. The Rain. Construcdead. Ľutovať. Dážď.
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Another grey day in the sewer; staring blank eyes, closed up, blank minds. Fools on parade. The end is near. None shall be saved, no conscious is clear

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Construcdead. Repent. To War. Construcdead. Ľutovať. K vojne.
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A nation in turmoil, a city in grief. I can't see the sun for the smoke cloud. Familiar street unrecognizable for the debris. I stumble through destruction

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Construcdead. Repent. Metamorphosia. Construcdead. Ľutovať. Metamorphosia.
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Come on down, descend beneath the bed of rotting leaves, sink past the boundaries of mortality. Entwine with images stored deep inside your mind, be

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Construcdead. Repent. Through Parasite Eyes. Construcdead. Ľutovať. Prostredníctvom Parasite oči.
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Cockroach crawling on the wall, trailing stained tiles, Angel, bleeding on the floor watching as it dies. As the angel dies. Crawling downwards, scurrying

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Construcdead. Repent. At Any Cost. Construcdead. Ľutovať. Za každú cenu.
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In turmoil, well, what else? It's the only state of being here. Erratic lives, sporadic fights surround me in this human hive. I don't have anything

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