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Blodsrit - The Last Moans Of Hope lyrics
She danced like a snake 
 And spat her poison
 Directly at the sun
 Burned, Skinned, Fleshless
 Still with a grin
 No one, Gods or Devils
 Can measure her sin
 She's the unknown soldier
 A pitch black provocer
 With the brightest of skin
 I know her as hope
 She moaned as I strangledBlodsrit - The Last Moans Of Hope - http://motolyrics.com/blodsrit/the-last-moans-of-hope-lyrics.html
 Her with a rope
 Come measure my sin
 Her voice and the choir of thousands
 Will be silenced, one by one
 This is nothing but tyranny
 Nothing but joy
 Nothing
 And the nothing is the all
 To seek a death
 Where death is victory
 And the final fall









