not a ripple Undercurrent wages war Quiet in the sanctuary Sin is crouching at my door How can I be so prone to wander So prone to leave You So prone
a ripple Undercurrent wages war Quiet in the sanctuary Sin is crouching at my door, oh How can I be so prone to wander So prone to leave You so prone
a ripple Undercurrent wages war Quiet in the sanctuary Sin is crouching at my door How can I be so prone to wander So prone to leave You So prone to
Traduzione: Rice, Chris. Inclini a Wander.