Blood, sweat and more blood
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Love turned to hate
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Light turned to dark
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And life turned to death
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Blood!
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The old engine is still running
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Cleansing!
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The cleansing of the body and soul
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(Then) reach out and touch the branches
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The branches of the oldest oak
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In these last autumn days
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When dim colours are over whelming
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And grim
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Cold hills darken
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Frost is setting in
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Discover something old
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Discover something new
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You have everything to fear
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You're hated here
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Bloodcleansing
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| Carpathian Forest |
