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The Grieve was a Peruvian automobile that was built in 1908 by Juan Alberto Grieve, a Peruvian engineer with extensive knowledge in combustion engines. The vehicle became the first automobile designed and built in South America. A pioneer in the automobile industry, Grieve decided to build a car that would be powerful enough to overcome the bad roads and difficult terrain of Peru. The car was developed at Grieve's workshop in Lima, and the only imported elements of the vehicle were the tires from Michelin, the Bosch starter and the carburetor. The car had five seats, two in front and three at the back. Those at the back were removable, leaving an area for haulage. The vehicle had four cylinders, and the motor had a power of 20HP with 1800 revolutions per minu… more »

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I want to watch you beg for the mercy
That you wouldn't give to me
(Give to me)
Maybe when you spend all your days alone
You will finally see the truth

What goes around comes back around
For every lie, rot an inch above the ground
Save face to keep your false crown
For every time, your true colors were found
Replace the same old blame again
Lay rotting in a shallow grave
Not a single head hangs
Face down in the gutter
Do it

Can't you see
You still sicken me
Guided by your greed
No gods
No idols

Ignored the pleas
Through regrets, you weep
Question what seek
It's your skull crushed beneath my feet

What awaits where the light ends
When the airs thins
And the past still blinds you
How does it feel when we peel the skin
I long to know what it's like to watch your fading grin

Sink deep in the corner of your nightmares
Search and you might find there
Is nothing you can say to ever stop me
Caught in a web of your silk
Shamed by your own guilt
Look, do you finally see the truth

What goes around comes back around
For every lie, rot an inch above the ground
Save face to keep your false crown
For every time, your true colors were found
Replace the same old blame again
Lay rotting in a shallow grave
Not a single head hangs
Face down in the gutter

You will repent for all that you've done
Do you regret the person you've become

Deep in the corner of your nightmares
Search and you might find there
Is nothing you can do to stop me

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