Trilha do Inferno
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Trilha do Inferno
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Instantes, segundos, sussurros á noite
É a faca que rasga a pele das bestas
O mártir, poeta, sangrando palavras
Que fuzila noites com balas de prata
Consciência perdida, incestos mentais
Continuamente formando anormais
Ratazanas, baratas, em corpos caídos
Fodidos, perdidos, malditos imundos
Trilha do Inferno!
Consciência perdida, incestos mentais
Continuamente formando anormais
Ratazanas, baratas, em corpos caídos
Fodidos, perdidos, malditos imundos
Trilha do Inferno!
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Old Burn performs "Trilha do Inferno", and this lyric page sits inside the Old Burn catalog on LyroVerse.
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