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Death SS - Auto Sacramental lyrics
In a tree the branches gows Thank to the light of the sky And at the same time, The roots grows Thanks to the darkness of the ground But in the centre of the ground There is the fruit... The panic theatre is like a tree Who grows in the darkness To meet the bright fruit The panic theatre has no limits... The panic theatre is the limit of the limits |
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