hush
The moon like silk on the night of 8 august
From all your dear friends nobody you can trust
For the deed you have done
To know the beast you have become
The beast that quietly sliced the necks
Of the people that did not expect
From all your dear friends nobody you can trust
For the deed you have done
To know the beast you have become
The beast that quietly sliced the necks
Of the people that did not expect
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| Auteur: Drawn Pride | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 09 mei 2009 | ||
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