Testi:
Moria Broken

line starting out so pure this is who I thought you were this is what you were always to me clean and precious was your life swept away to the broken

I've seen your corporation send so many to their graves All for a profit that is used to continue the killing You kill them Night for night, shot for

tired Let me fix your broken bones Fall apart whenever you want I will piece you back together I heard your thoughts in scattered time signatures Composed on broken