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Three Locks
Hate
Time: 3:04
Always when some love ends
There is nothing left in the brain
She should fill the empty space< br/>The good old pure hate
No more public and cruel malice
No more holes of treacherous places
No more sadness and spoiled beer
Just good pure hate
Infallible like love with a belt in the eyes
Essential as a hereditary cry
Beautiful beasts and still fierce
And sharp sharp as a whistle
Only what we used to love
The goal is for pure hatred
Unmistakable as a blindfolded love
Essential as a hereditary cry

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