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Cradle Of Filth - Nymphetamine
Cold was my soul
Untold was the pain
I faced when you left me
A rose in the rain
So I swore to thy razor
That never, enchained
Would your dark nails of faith
Be pushed through my veins again

Просто любовта ми носи само нещастия май...

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