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Oziyashi meado chain mail

Svorodi horse from the saddle

Blood traces

flood the hearth and in a number

Suck me a wound do not cry

My fret, do not sob.

Life as a laughter of Satan

Toko would not have led the damn paradable

Rodnaaaaaaaaaayaya

Rodnaaaaaaaaaayaya

exciting boshka already to the eyes

Red veil creeps the way

I will refer to Kagda I will give up

sho is the truth and sho groan

I will entertainly just wait

Pun the wound with a wiper

Blood traces

flood the hearth and lie down nearby

native native native

Rodnaayayayaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Cover the expanse, soul

The wounded body is crushed

if he does not die, I will be alive

Toko would not have led the devil paradise.

native native native

Rodnaayayayaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

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U U U U U U U U U U

U U U

Toko would not have led

Damn Raaa aa aa aa yyyy