Untoten - Vampire Book Тексты

You made me love the dark side of love
You made me nervous about speaking of unbelieve
You thaught me how to consume black hearts
You made me sell my soul to you

If you made me put a starshade in my mind
Collecting all your tears

You made me love the dark side of love
You made me nervous about speaking of unbelieve
You thaught me how to consume black hearts
You made me sell my soul to you
You made me put a blade to sharp my breathe
You said you had enough of this century of death

If you may put a starshade in my mind
Collecting all your tears
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