[06:41.00]Skinwalkers - Himsa
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[06:41.00]Nights will shorten to spill the skin
[06:41.00]Hellbent and hammered descent
[06:41.00]Liquored, laid among the gathered
[06:41.00]Hunter to runner in rival pissings
[06:41.00]The scene is thickly managed
[06:41.00]Paranoia recorded on tombs
[06:41.00]Sizing, secular view-deconstruct identity
[06:41.00]Siege them, seldom seen in towering eyes
[06:41.00]Swelling spawn, sagging from the tint
[06:41.00]Combat ills, it's murder for passage
[06:41.00]Skinwalkers loom to roam alone
[06:41.00]Half nature, half monster-arise from tension-evolved
[06:41.00]From moderation
[06:41.00]Nights slip with caution to the wind
[06:41.00]Saviors sent to stripped-out surroundings
[06:41.00]Phobic shock is valor when haste proceeds arrival
[06:41.00]Black mass crusade for the loyalist
[06:41.00]Ceremonial motherload-panic serves momentum in chaos
[06:41.00]When the chase is on
[06:41.00]Impetus at face value, will and weapon on the people
[06:41.00]The walk of snipes in the plague of age
[06:41.00](Merci à nicolas pour cettes paroles)