Demonstealer
Demonstealer - A Solitary Mass Of Flesh lyrics
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Bleeding... The wound is still sore. Beating... This heart beats no more. Separate the body, mind and soul. I still hear it beating... I still hear it out in the cold... The pulse is still racing, the flesh has gone cold. Still numb from the pain you bestowed.
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