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Mael Mordha
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Pauper of Souls
From Black hills I descend, A barbarous man. A wolf amongst sheep Amongst humanities... 'finest'
Floundering like rats Blind in the daylight. They Crawl and scrabble O're the scraps of mistruth and Myth.
Far better: -To be of faith Black and barbarous. Than of no faith at all. -A wolf alone On a hillside deserted. Than one of a flock... faceless.
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Miserable wretches Swamped in a faceless grey Huddle cold and doomed To die, despite deaths guiding hand (nursing them since birth)
From black hills I descend A barbarous man A wolf amid sheep Amongst humanities 'finest'. Far better to be of faith Black and barbarous Than one of a flock... faceless
Destined to die a pauper of life's riches Destined to die a pauper of souls
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