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Searching crazies, soon will I state: to force the unknown almost weak!

The fear of winter, waits at journey's end

Dances upon my grave:

Faceless shadows,

South is sorrow for my intuition,

So welcome to the world, sure hate!

When you help me, don't hesitate

Feeling my hatred gone insane,

Suffocate

The evil in souls made to obey who's choice is right,

Of the souls who's black, tortured, mine,

Fear the end session

Can't decide, fear who's [missing]

The paranoid disillusion, catch my eyes

But seasons, gone deceptions, blood, illremains

[Lead: Lasse]

The season returns, locked inside

The carcass blame illremains

So you want tensions?

In a court confession?