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Cain
Ancient Rites, Cain - текст песни на английском языке
текст песни Ancient Rites
I live to die
How can my father turn to a God
Who creates everything to die?
I feel deceived, rejected...
How can one pray?
All so useless, senseless, cruel...
Then I prefer to turn away
Then I prefer to turn away
From your God who can't be mine
Who can't be mine...
How can my father turn to a God
Who creates everything to die?
I feel deceived, rejected...
How can one pray?
All so useless, senseless, cruel...
Then I prefer to turn away
Then I prefer to turn away
From your God who can't be mine
Who can't be mine...