Текст песне : Comadre. Welcome To Blood Town, Population Buried.
Burn the quakers,
learn,
don't catch fire,
burn,
now, can you make some pictures with your fingers?
What's that father, father?
learn,
don't catch fire,
burn,
now, can you make some pictures with your fingers?
What's that father, father?
Comadre
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