Sing the lonely song


Through the heart of the Wolves.
Stab behind the weaknes.
All of my shadow shout loudly.
Pray to the soul, that lonely.

Everything that i think is nothing.
I praised my soul, with loneliness sing.
Shadow come, start whispering.
Let's the loneliness soul singing.

They sing along
Shot me, shot on me, and the top of hills.
Sing me, sing to me, and anthem to the wills.
Drop me, drop in me, and the god's valley low.
Chop me, chop out me, and fly like a bow.
For the time long.

The heart no need hurt.
Now shut, and start the cult.
Bang your eyes, do not blaspheme.
Sing louder, more loud, then release me.

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