Mother of tears torn down, death betrays Fallen my friend, now are glasses are raised We've walked a million miles are we saved So young and bold in the hour of death We lived a life full to the last breath
Our ways of living had led to the tomb Regrets away not scared of our doom The fall of myself has appeased other wounds The spider's web silver light in the gloom
Oh how I prayed for you my wayward bastard son Edge of life the reaper's done And if I say to you I miss your holy soul Death the dealer digs your hole
Mother of tears torn down death betraysTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
