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GOLEM
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VELIAL SQUAD
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Shawtyglock Shawtyglock brews a potion in his basement (Aah) Collect likes on the comment b*t*h, you're Mom's Satanist (Mom’s) “VELIAL, can you be more gloomy? Really, is it so difficult for you?” (Really) Northern kings as starkey You are not dogs, but bunnies (Bunnies), play Barbie Have not been on the hype, unfinished houses - Tarkovsky stalker (Stalker) I move slowly, as if on drugs We were not Goths, but we love Gothic (Gothic) In jackets, people think: "Wow" We don't paint our nails, but we are still in fashion And why the f**king despondency is needed? I would live as an outcast somewhere near Romania I would be terrifying, f**king talk in Latin I would only drink the blood of virgins, give a f**k ‘bout the shrines Who is behind the door? Give me some time The number of the beast on him Dance with the shadow — who is behind it? Chains are jingling on me I have so much pain (A), pain, pain I was petrified as a golem, golem, golem I will not leave without a fight, a fight, a fight I don't remember who I am anymore, who I am, who I am I have so much pain (A), pain, pain I was petrified as a golem, golem, golem I will not leave without a fight, a fight, a fight I don't remember who I am anymore, who I am, who I am I would like to escape from the stuffy limbo To disappear for a couple of years in a retreat Old kangol on the head instead of a halo The Devil is my guardian angel (Run) ‘Cause the aura of corruption is on me (On me) Twilight enveloped the streets (Streets) No matter how many souls I ate (Devoured) I can't be sated — it's not enough I blow up in the tomb, my face is numb I can't feel my legs, I can't feel my body Death has a color, and it is ash-white I chill in the grave, as in a soft bed Adepts weave my braids Your style is just a bite (Bite) The bloody scattering on the mask (What?) Wax drips from the black candles Incense smokes, resin flows from the ceiling (Ceiling) I'm clutching a rusty butcher's axe in my hands I'm rushing in a chariot, full of ammunition Like parasites, my ambitions - devour me from the inside (U-a-a!) I have so much pain (A), pain, pain I was petrified as a golem, golem, golem I will not leave without a fight, a fight, a fight I don't remember who I am anymore, who I am, who I am I have so much pain (A), pain, pain I was petrified as a golem, golem, golem I will not leave without a fight, a fight, a fight I don't remember who I am anymore, who I am, who I am
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