Holy Sons - Bleakest Picture

I can paint the bleakest picture to ever come from a brush
I know for loading this and throat kicking, addiction to that old lust
I was overcome with death in the most calm situation
Looking in the eye of a common man
Well something was lost, cause once I was found
And I reject that life

Well I don't wanna fight
I don't wanna fight
I don't wanna fight

Written by:
Emil Amos Snizek

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