keep living, yeah And keep loving, oh, loving, loving, loving And when the ink dries and the pages turn to dust So will we turn to dust, so will we, dust, dust
got was keep writing and keep living and keep loving and when the ink dries and the pages turn to dust so will we turn to dust so will we dust dust
beast, cease to exist, from being devilish Running from amongst us, only in God do I trust So I bust to leaving bodies lying in the dust Soldiers dying
, cease to exist, from being devilish Running from amongst us, only in God do I trust So I bust to leaving bodies lying in the dust Soldiers dying in
