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Текст: Soul Embraced. The Cold Stares Of Dead Eyes.

There's nothing behind your eyes
The windows to the soul
What's beneath your skin
A dead heart still beating
The cold stare of dead eyes
A look into demise
Within decay you rest
In pain and emptiness
Do you wish for more inside than this
Broken life
Do you hate what's within me and what
I feel for you
Embraced Soul