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					| He's afraid he'll suffer his fathers fateTwo sets of silver records and plates
 Two bloody hands and bleeding hearts
 Don't feel it's not to late to start
 
 
 Only the photographs on your wall
 Are chained and down your hall
 Reminding you of all the days
 When you collected hell to pay
 Well hell to pay
 I said it's not too late
 Not it's not too late
 Incessant mace
 Oh God I can see it, you know it's incessant mace
 
 
 _________ and broken backs
 Are what you _________
 Beneath your treasure chest
 You wonder why you're under stress
 HATA BİLDİR
 
 
 
 
 
 
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