Little killer, hardly Better days, I have seen them they leave, blew away But there's a mark out on me An arrow sent blades to defend his heart beating Beat repeating Embers of half sleep dream scape The distance fades, I'm rearranging the game Dont you want to play? Heavy to move but slowly.. Burned in his gaze A scarlet tongue and how it prays only to one shape.. The KillTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
