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Jak jsme slíbili, tak činíme. První novinka je v přehrávači a my se těšíme na Vaše reakce, ať už budou jakékoli. Za týden nashledanou!
My blood
I'm full of blood
Time ain't on my side
Blood is jetting
like spring from me
This hot and fresh
with disgust stench
Violently spreads
through streets
I'm full of blood
Tears flood my eyes
Can I bleed?
Is that for real?
Now I'm screaming
It's not ok
I'm looking for the wound
It's not ok
I'm looking for the wound
The wound which isn't
It seems to me often
That blood is jetting
like spring from my veins
I hear and perceive it
It's like sparkling beer
I'm looking for the wound
I'm full of blood
Tears flood my eyes
Can I bleed?
Is that for real?
Now I'm screaming
It's not ok
I'm looking for the wound
It's not ok
I'm looking for the wound
The wound which isn't
