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Marcus Whale
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Milk
it's the smell of it its inexorable pull and i grow weaker weaker with the lull i have learned that the stronger exist by the eating of others fetidly i belong to them to sustain the rhythm of decay
the milk of them my scourges of black lust in the milk of them buried in the breast 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网
a slew of low chords accompany my bloodlust my dying opens in the fields and claims a body count live through this take all of me now to build a centre
the milk of them my scourges of black lust in the milk of them buried in the breast
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