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Endthisday Sleeping Beneath The Ashes Of Creation

Texty

Endthisday. Sleeping Beneath The Ashes Of Creation. Behind A Veil Of Tears. Endthisday. Spanie pod popolom Of Creation. Za závojom sĺz.
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Carving your cryptic lies in my back, a friendship gets torn at the seams. The north winds blow, turning summer's rains into December's ice. Like the

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Texty

Endthisday. Sleeping Beneath The Ashes Of Creation. Killing In The Month Of July. Endthisday. Spanie pod popolom Of Creation. Zabíjanie v júli.
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Alone I stare at the hallowed life accumulating in my hands. Forever is just their passive word to describe this unholy nothing that's been left behind

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Texty

Endthisday. Sleeping Beneath The Ashes Of Creation. Pale. Endthisday. Spanie pod popolom Of Creation. Bledý.
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Texty

Endthisday. Sleeping Beneath The Ashes Of Creation. Silently Choking On Her Regret. Endthisday. Spanie pod popolom Of Creation. Ticho udusenia jej ľútosť.
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A tragedy that was years in the making. Deliver me no forgiveness because again I delivered the unforgivable. How quick we were to bury ourselves in

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Texty

Endthisday. Sleeping Beneath The Ashes Of Creation. Lily White And Blood Red. Endthisday. Spanie pod popolom Of Creation. Lily biele a Blood Red.
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ground like and angel repelled from heaven. You crawl back to the flowers from which you came, sleeping beneath the ashes of everything you created.

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Texty

Endthisday. Sleeping Beneath The Ashes Of Creation. The Forsaken. Endthisday. Spanie pod popolom Of Creation. Forsaken.
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I gasp for one last breath, but I choke on my tongue. No words can describe this pain making me go numb. My mind is my own worst enemy, hidden away no

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Texty

Endthisday. Sleeping Beneath The Ashes Of Creation. Coma Eternal. Endthisday. Spanie pod popolom Of Creation. Coma Večný.
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Texty

Endthisday. Sleeping Beneath The Ashes Of Creation. A Eulogy On The Lips Of The Dead. Endthisday. Spanie pod popolom Of Creation. Chválospev na perách Of The Dead.
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Playing god and pointing fingers in every direction but our own is a beautiful way to live. Creating heavens out of ashes and reaching towards the sky

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Texty

Endthisday. Sleeping Beneath The Ashes Of Creation. Cursed Be The Blessed. Endthisday. Spanie pod popolom Of Creation. Buď prekliaty Najsvätejšej.
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to rot within the nonexistent enjoyment of life. Now i will watch you burn within this revolution. We've licked the forked tongues of the demons we created

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