Feminine Voice
Growling Mad Scientists (G.M.S)
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Having good nights inside dirt minds...
Turning truth into lies...
Howding around in the shaddow woods growing in Panama.
And you recall that moment in the dark for a whiny whispers on
your ears...
Set me, save me! Brave me!
The sky shouted and it sounds alright.
E Tudo Es!
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