Apostisy. Famine Of A Thousand Frozen Years. In Account Of My Death. Apostisy. Η πείνα των χιλίων Κατεψυγμένα Χρόνια. Στο λογαριασμό του θανάτου μου.
...ll hide my smile to save face In a sense it might bring new blood I'll decide who carries my grace In a sense it may change my luck Spent every day
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