Егор Lyrics & Chords By Оркестр Вермишель

Same old words, another day while all the time life slips away. But slips so slowly, stretches moments into slow-burn Passion Play while barren Madge prepares hot dinner. Fray...read more

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I am the smith. I feed my melt-pot, fashion carbon steely blades while coulter and the mouldboard stab and break the clod in forest glades. In sultry peace and blood-raised anger, ...read more

I don't mean to be a misery, but I have to tell you, tell you straight: There are zombies in the closet and they're not prepared, prepared to wait. We are the tribe that eats...read more

Dear uncle sold her into the purest kind of slavery. Hood-eyed little middlemen profited from damaged goods Along the way. Good angels brought her back to a last nepal summer. ...read more