Obituary
Obituary - Pressure point lyrics
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A pressure point, feel resort life. Worthless soul, a periled stay. Release fear, to spare, your gone. You come with me through Satan And through the arch of maker's side. A pressure point. A pressure point
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Author: Obituary
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Publisher: The All Blacks B.V.
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