Prison Of Vices
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كلمات Prison Of Vices

النوعMetal
المدة4:26
اللغة الأصليةالإنجليزية
المشاهدات94
Aaإعدادات القراءة
حجم النص 18

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What is this voice in my head? It's tearing me apart! A choir of a thousand voices Hiding me the way I am enslaved to new patterns Of solitude again! A whole world crumbles when I force you out of me! From the day I met you 'till the day I die You're feeding the vicious snake That rules our paradise! No gasping no more No choking no more When we're out of this hell! Condemned to death we shall find life When we find ourselves apart From each other's life! Now I come to you, you little liar Don't ever think that I will tire I will pursue you to the corners of hell I'll hunt you down and make you pay For all my hopes that you have slain And maybe then it will all end well From the day I met you 'till the day I die You're feeding the vicious snake That rules our paradise! No gasping no more No choking no more When we're out of this hell! Condemned to death we shall find life When we find ourselves apart From each other's life! How could you have behaved like that? I can't even look into your eyes anymore! Your hatred etches my skin And all the pleasure turns to sore! No gasping no more No choking no more When we're out of this hell! Condemned to death we shall find life When we find ourselves apart From each other's life!

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