They've built this place in here, it's where I'm banished, stuck again and I'm lying to pass my breathe, pass my breathe to those who would have died or could I go on and wear the marks of a thousand years? And scorn the angels that I've born, desperately, so desperately crawling back to the womb, crawling back to the womb, I, I lost or could I go on?
A knife in the hands of a beautiful woman will cast a spell worth a thousand years
I wish you would hold onto me, I wish you'd remember me when I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm dead for all of you, I'm dead for all of youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
