Fadin’ to black you feel no regret Drowning in sorrow it seems so unfair Wings made of needles are takin’ you higher You feel that you’re god but you’re just a liar Give your life for your own demise
CHORUS You’re playing god You’re almost there We’re getting blind You’re made of ash You’re going down A dying flame You’re playing god The man of ash
Follow the dark the weak gather ’round Cutting their heads, they fall one by one Chasing the dragon, speedball inside The grim comes to get you, death rides by my side White lines is all you know is true
The stream of blood Is running wild Just look around You’re made of ash
You’re crumbling down Why can’t you see? Keep playing god The man of ash You’re the man of ash.. You’re the man of ash.. You’re the man of ashTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
