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Sep 2011
We ran so quickly that whatever's left behind didn't matter
A soul, a heart, and their monstrous enemies
They crawled back to follow us, but we did not ever look back

So take this : our words are our promise!

We will take revenge and our song will again be heard
As a chant or just silent whispers - our dreams will haunt you.
surei
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surei  Indonesia
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