Your words fill me with distrust From all your spoken lies Your speech means nothing to me My hatred lasts forever
Will grow throughout the years Will grow throughout the years
Language spoken silent has made it so real Each waking momentleft your tragic end is near Each waking moment left your tragic end is near
Laughter and chaos made intense your treacherous Ways make no sense. disorted visions of the past Dissillusioned by what is clear, you love to hate What is fearedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
