Three men in hoodeds standing in a dark room with a red light
Some things are just between you and me.
They lived in hiding, the arbitrary, And they were always the same was to plot. Fantastic realism, (Masterpiece) Vampires of the night, black and red cloak, They were the heirs of darkness, That the light of the heavenly sun chased away. walking in the cemeteries at night. --auto --s2
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They lived in hiding, the arbitrary, And they were always the same was to plot. Fantastic realism, (Masterpiece) Vampires of the night, black and red cloak, They were the heirs of darkness, That the light of the heavenly sun chased away. walking in the cemeteries at night. --auto --s2
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