Unholy - Gray Blow
Water gives a sighMy hair seems to be seized by the windBut I must continue this trip never looking backWhirl absorbed, water gives a sighThrough's are reserved, water is darkeningGray blow is my homeNice weather was, is and will be todayNow I'll transpire, gray blow is my homeStill I am doomed to be in this walls of myselfThey prevent my wordsI fell in love with myself
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