If you never felt alive If you never been dead and smile You are the only one You are the master of my mind My lost soul, stops the time
Wind kills
Sharp sword, to cut wings Your blood on my blade Your head on my hand My lost soul, freeze my heart Free thoughts Are not within me
Wind kills
The grey veins of your rotten hands Dig like a beast, will feed the earth Now is to late, start the pray At your lonely funera, nobody cryes Your not worth the tears Meet the soil on your demise Rest whith your fears
A gust of wind, we must forget Dust in the wind, fades away A gust of wind, we must forget Dust in the wind, a gust of death
If you never felt alive If you never been dead and smile You are the only one You are the master of my mind My lost soul, stops the time
Wind kills
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