ΦΡΙΚΩΔΗΣ ΤΕΚΝΑ ΚΑΤΑΡΕΣ ΔΑΙΜΟΝΩΝ ΒΡΩΣΗΣ ΣΚΙΑ ΑΝΑΙΜΑΚΤΟΣ Woe, pain, blood lead us Now that we end up with fire Some strident curses come from higher Woe, pain, blood lead us We are the nights' atrocious sons We come from strange locus named Neverland A
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