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At The Gates Ever Opening Flower

Ever-opening flower Feed me seven notes of love Let it's wine burn through my veins And free my sould from it's pain Urges rage my fevered mind Held

Traduction: At The Gates. Fleur jamais ouvrir (Demo).

take the ayto (Nah!), point blank will open yea face, (Nah) Till I'm white like a baked patatoe And I'm not new at this, I'm on the jet, but aint nothing

And if you never get to likin' me it's okay too But you made it this far so pay your toll at the booth Ah yes you made it this far so pay your toll at gate

way? When are you gonna make mill-ions with the dividends; when are you gonna make ends generate wait? Who in the hell, left the gate open? Do you wanna

Therefore to a starving one, the call for hunger is potent Some kids at a young age, their skull is fractured Their mind store the sickest images ever

s turnin' to javelins Stabbin' MCs in the abdomen and laughin' at 'em Gravediggaz a cannibal for swoops and bats Sweat rocks as the jock and they counter react Occupation I'm a blizzard, Gate

with fear Armageddon sings his song The battle's ever near. Let the joyous celebrations of Hell begin Who holds the keys to the seven gates? Lucifer

with blood... Cold-freezing shine of thine, thous shall awake the powers in me to darken the sky at day and to drown the stars at night. And he came