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wounded - your roses will burn كلمات الأغنية

your roses will burn

i admit…
i’ve walked with sunrise consumers,
destroyers of beautiful dreams.
a rose selling cl-ss,.. banishes,
breed fear amongst the frail.
burning,.. the flames will burn your alt-tude.
they murder pride for money and even souls for more,

they who call funeral visits a time wasting wh-r-…..

i regret…
souls being stabbed with my knifes of a kind not yet banished.
invisible, yet not invincible.
still awake i was put to sleep.
greenhouse salesmen made my heart weep deep,
and made of me an evil angel who eats your frailty for greed.

when revolutions are calling, you’ll be the first ones hanging.

yet awoken i bring flames upon you in your nightmares.
upon you a storm for you and your kind.
f-ck you, and your kin,
for they are also d-mned by blindness.
f-ck you, and your cl-ss,
seek for thyself another life for we are eating it.
we’ll eat it away.

- wounded

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