I live in the land of the dead
As a shadow empty without pain
Do not feel the relief of death
Only the cold and unclean land
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My sins become lines of pains
In the cracks of my mind
I am not free!
So come free me from this punishment
The war start now
My sins become lines of pains
In the cracks of my mind
I am not free!