This moshpit trap song was made by the music collective whirlpool in south florida, an hour from miami.
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Joy of the flesh shade on myself
feel of the crash make me on wane
distress i’m stranger to myself
regret while i deny done of shame
hard chains leave me to endless pain
false faith leads me to shames pain
whim wish rains and wins my feel
doom sweets come to me for my kill
feast of the...
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Time has pass away like blast fast storm
and you don t care of passed tones
in pleasant moment when you rest with breeze air
and you don’t think that it be near
time has pass away like thunder in the night
and you bring nothing in your life
feeling of past hopes future sorrows is the same...
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