we stole their roof to our cemetery

we stole their roof to our cemetery, we found the proof of our sanity, we sang about survival and success of delivery, our friends revival from the place of littery. When the air is fed up of sounds of us we will wake up in the kingdom of fuss, we will then celebrate, the victory and keep remembering and love friends who are asleep


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