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we found freedom in the waves, we found love in the wind, we found peace in the stars; we found rage in the planets, we found horror in the stone, we found disobedience in death. breathing the broken air of brothels and holding it until we reach cathedrals, this is more than a race or a game, this is pure malice and someone has to pay.
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Jan 18, 2015
Jan 18, 2015 at 12:48 AM UTC
cruel and true
we found freedom in the waves, we found love in the wind, we found peace in the stars; we found rage in the planets, we found horror in the stone, we found disobedience in death. breathing the broken air of brothels and holding it until we reach cathedrals, this is more than a race or a game, this is pure malice and someone has to pay.
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Jan 18, 2015
Jan 18, 2015 at 12:48 AM UTC
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