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By Closterkeller, My love cast into the sewer
Cries for revenge when I
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By Closterkeller, Hey
Night has turned into a day
Into the fire
Sky's raining sparks
Flames
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By Closterkeller, I know that I'm not perfect;
He's got a sweet forked
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By Closterkeller, Nie jestem doskona³a
W¹¿ dobrze o tym wie
Gdy jestem
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By Closterkeller, Night's wings sweep down and hide their meeting place, all
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By Closterkeller, Otwieram drzwi chocia¿ nie mam dla kogo
Tam w ciszy
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By Closterkeller, Jestem jak ró¿a - niekochana wiêdnê
Jestem jak dziecko -
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By Closterkeller, Niepotrzebna ju¿, jestem sama znów
Nie pamiêta nikt jaka by³am
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By Closterkeller, She eyes me like a pisces when I am weak
I've
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By Closterkeller, I said
Cannot stand
Those fucking lies anymore
I said
No more sermons
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By Closterkeller, I jeszcze raz do koñca
I jeszcze raz do koñca
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By Closterkeller, Ten ¿ar
ukryty w piersiach gwiazd
zabija oddech dnia
coœ ka¿e wstaæ i
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By Closterkeller, Powiedz mi gdzie ja wczoraj by³am
Czy naprawdê stamt¹d wróci³am
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By Closterkeller, I had this dream
Many times before
But what happens
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By Closterkeller, I zacznie gasn¹æ moje s³oñce
A czarny szal otuli g³owê
Gdy powieϾ
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By Closterkeller, Jestem kobiet¹ wiêc czytam miêdzy wierszami
Patrz¹c w jej oczy
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By Closterkeller, Jesteœ wysoko tak
Ja tam na dole
Nie wiem co zrobiæ mam
Tak
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By Closterkeller, Obiecaj mi
Obiecaj mi
¯e to nie zaœnie w nas
¯e kiedy przyjdzie
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By Closterkeller, I felt a kiss of my God and now I
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By Closterkeller, You promise me
You promise me
There will be such a day
When
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By Closterkeller, St¹d widzê wszystko
Co przed nami ukryte
W obiêciach swych
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By Closterkeller, Ten ciemny obraz
Wisi tu¿ nad moj¹ g³ow¹
Zimne twarze tych
Co wróciæ
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By Closterkeller, Gdy biedronka - mówisz mi
To siedem kropek musi byæ
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By Closterkeller, instrumental
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By Closterkeller, No release now
No release now
No release now
No release now
Pain and
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By Closterkeller, Wyzwolenie
Wyzwolenie
Wyzwolenie
Wyzwolenie
Jego strach
Jego œmieræ i cierpienie
Bêd¹ Twoim wyzwoleniem
By
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By Closterkeller, I don't know if I went away
I don't know if
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By Closterkeller, It's the first night; the fear mustn't show up
You're hiding
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By Closterkeller, Together we were holding hands
Fighters in the graffiti land
In darkness
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By Closterkeller, Without love, the soul will sleep
The sleep of sleeps, I