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Lletres: Tiamat. Judas Christ. Spine.

It can't get any colder, no sun left, no light
It makes me even stronger, boosts my will to fight
So much undone
Let's get it on
No moral tells me so, there is no wrong no right
It's all that I do
It's all that I say
It's all that I live for
It's my only way

There's no point in waiting when there is no where or when
Blow it all to pieces and then build it up again
It's understood
So far so good
Start it all over and I'll see you there my friend