gaze Beheaded for a shallow grave Whoring in complacency The gilded cries can't make you see Landing on your dying breath Your ignorance intact till death Dying
I'll carry the torch - feed off my flame love is the hottest word for me - it knows my name and your spirit cuts through me like a silent sword and leaves
I'll carry the torch, feed off my flame Love is the hottest word for me it knows my name And your spirit cuts through me like a silent sword And leaves
Traduzione: Pennywise. Morente.
Traduzione: Pennywise. Dying To Know.
: I'll carry the torch - feed off my flame love is the hottest word for me - it knows my name and your spirit cuts through me like a silent sword and