As Cities Burn. Son, I Loved You At Your Darkest. Of Want And Misery: The Nothing That Kills. As Cities Burn. Son, liebte ich Sie an Ihrem Darkest. Von Not und Elend: das Nichts, das Kills.
...will kill me by doing nothing But I know it's not you, my dear, I know it's not you I know it's not you, my dear, It's the nothing that kills I can't
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