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Текст песни: Ceremony. The Lines In My Forehead.

Among the wolves live tired sheep
a match to fire in a thousand tress
try to survive without sacrifice
carry your emotions in the shape of a knife
i have never felt so shamed
behind closed doors is where i stay
all the pain i feel inside
willing to set myself on fire

shake the earth head through floor