War Thunder: migmarx

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"Unfortunately they did not make it to the island of losers and had been lost in the depths of the ocean of dishsoap."

"Fear not, the dark, my friend. And let the feast begin."

Here in my mind, losing my friends
Fall on my face, do it again
You say how, do, you do?
Man, how 'bout you? Man, how 'bout you?
To be free, to be sold
To be killed, to be saved
In my head, I'm alone
I'm not dead, I'm ashamed
Just like you, I've been trying to escape
In my bones, I feel cold
I give thanks to the Lord
Industry
In this streets
Let me go, let me be
I don't need to be here
I don't know
Can't you see? Can't you see?