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Вершы: Soul Embraced. Immune. I Bury You.

Death, it's on the tip of my tongue
Lies, venomous in my words
Death, it's on the tip on my tongue
Lies, waiting to hurt

All the pain you can stand, I can give you
If words could kill a man, I bury you
Hate has taken over my heart and it lies
Spilling unto my soul and I cry
Trying not to hurt you, would I? Hate, I do it anyway

I bury you, I bury you
I bury you, I bury you
I bury you, I bury you

It's on the tip of my tongue
Venomous in my words
It's on the tip of my tongue
Venomous in my words

I, trying not to hurt you, would I? I do it anyway

All the pain you can stand, I can give you
If words could kill a man, I'd bury you
All the pain you can stand, I can give you
If words could kill a man, I'd bury you

I bury you, I bury you
I bury you, I bury you
I bury you, I bury you
...

Embraced Soul