Never Believe by Ideas
Is anybody here?
Is everybody here?
The service is about to begin!
I make my servant by fires insidious
Instead of the laughter, there's the last of the separated jewels
I'll make dust of the whole damned wall
I'll make hovels for all the worms
I left off my hands to save these idiot bastards
Bastards!
Me and cellmate have lost again for ever
The sun shines and I breathe 'my father...'
I want so much to remove your past
And deliver your neurotic flesh from evil
Grab this giant's hand
Grab this giant's hand
Grab this giant's hand
Grab this giant's hand
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