"In looking at young people involved in the occult, do you see any particular type of grids?"
"I have personally observed people wearing black fingernails, having their hair painted black, wearing black t-shirts...sometimes they will tattoo themselves."
Alone at last, we can sit and fight And I've lost all faith in this blurring light But stay right here we can change our plight We're storming through this despite what's right.
One final fight, for this tonight Woah With knives and pens we made our plight
Lay your heart down the ends in sight Conscience begs for you to do what's right Everyday it's still the same dull knife Stab it through and justify your pride
One final fight, for this tonight Woah With knives and pens we made our plight Woah And I can't go on without your love, you lost, you never held on We tried out best... Turn out the light Turn out the light
One final fight, for this tonight Woah With knives and pens we made our plight Woah And I can't go on without your love, you lost, you never held on We tried out best... Turn out the light Turn out the lightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
