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Ashes For Supper

(D.Djordjevic)

Malicious minds, superior kind

aren't waiting for our final hour.

They're sending plague to make us die

and burn our bodies into the fire.

Chorus:

AAA!

They will eat our ashes for supper!

Slowly caressed by the hand of death

we sleep, we burn,

Slowly carresed by the hand of death

our flesh and bones to ashes turn.

Chorus:

AAA!

They will eat your ashes for supper!