There is no reason at all to play it quiet.
Too much is not enough 'til the day you'll die.
When the eyes go dead your hell's my heaven!
Not to play anymore!!!
Come on and find your harmony
Sounds of brutality! Listen uneasily!
Come on and rock your wings!
A sardonic lunatic draggin' me down
In a straight delusion of pure eloquence.
That ?? down the spine.
Me as your scapegoat… frozen and lost
Come on and find your harmony
Sounds of brutality! Listen uneasily!
Come on and rock your wings!
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