Zach Winters - Canto 7a (Fourth Circle) Şarkı Sözleri

Two raging mobs
Each soul among them used to hoard and waste
Fight a great war
Harnessed and tethered to boulder-like weights

Lacking moderation
They were full of dedication to their expensive tastes
The Fourth Circle of Hell
And Dante can't seem to make out a face
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