Fallen kingdom, homeless poet Composition of the chaos Pursuing his long lost dreams Drinking from the blood rivers
Stealing from me my heartbeat
What is lost will be found If I fall I will rise Through the flames, from my ashes Like a shooting star Scraping through the sky Make a wish on me as I die for you
Rotten apple of his eye Bitter fiction, lifelong massacre Nurturing his poisonous seeds Killing without leaving any trace
Stealing from me my last breath
What is lost will be found If I fall I will rise Through the flames, from my ashes Like a shooting star Scraping through the sky Make a wish on me as I die for you
What is lost will be found If I fall I will rise Through the flames, from my ashes
What is lost will be found If I fall I will rise Through the flames, from my ashes Like a shooting star Scraping through the sky Make a wish on me as I die for youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
