Letra de Ice Harvest
Attalla
Ice Harvest
Attalla
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Attalla
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The frigid cold of the night
It traps your soul under ice
They come with knives, picks and saws
Cutting your mind into blocks
Cut into you
Harvesting you
It traps your soul under ice
They come with knives, picks and saws
Cutting your mind into blocks
Cut into you
Harvesting you
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