Текст песни Death To Our Enemies

We fold, in cold,

Lonely but never quite alone

We're told, grow old

The young, once flesh, now sculpt to stone

We sold our soul

The spring of life we've left and grown

In bold, script code

The choice is chalk

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Over and over you told her to die

Why must it always be this way?

We fold, in cold,

Lonely but never quite alone

We're told, grow old

The young, once flesh, now sculpt to

Over and over you told her to die

Why must it always be this way?