Midsummer Murders

Wrists of Rye | 11.04.2010 | Black Metal
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No other night like this turns the forest to abyss.
Wretched animals, the birds of satan.

Unborn children of cold blood killers, on the altar of sacrifice.
Kill your half-brothers, steal their mother.
Cursed be your life.

She was a silhouette drawn against the setting sun,
and I won her over just a few nights before.
I told her she could stay, at the last breath of the day,
but she had a task the forest had asked to do.

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Fitz 28.06.2010
Oho yllätyin aikalailla. Kovaa kamaa, täysin Opeth-plagiointia, mutta sangen onnistunutta ja taitavaa. Viis kertaa pituutta vaan. Nyt jäi tälläseks demoks.
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White_genesis 14.04.2010
No mitäs vittua, oisitte mulle heti mainostaneet :D

Karua settiä, joskin paskoilla soundeilla mut eipähän ne haittaa, biisi on kova kuin kivi, varsinkin nuo kliinit laulut rokkaa sitten ihan perkeleesti!
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PahaArkk1tehti 11.04.2010
No other night like this turns the forest to abyss.
Wretched animals, the birds of satan.

Unborn children of cold blood killers, on the altar of sacrifice.
Kill your half-brothers, steal their mother.
Cursed be your life.

She was a silhouette drawn against the setting sun,
and I won her over just a few nights before.
I told her she could stay, at the last breath of the day,
but she had a task the forest had asked to do.
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