Текст песни OBITUARY - Pressure Point

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(2:25)
A pressure point, feel resort life.
Worthless soul, a periled stay.
Release fear, to spare, your gone.

You come with me through Satan
And through the arch of maker's side.
A pressure point.
A pressure point.

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