paroles de chanson Flat-Line - Dawn of Ashes

Bounded
This hate grows colder
Sorrow eyes
Black with murder
Erease
The hope for mankind
Dammed in
Your broken lies

Self reflect
Suffering bastard
Self reflect
Wothless deciple
Self reflect
Suffering bastard
Self reflect

Face me
You're nothing to me
You see
A damaged sight
Face me
You're nothing to me
In this hell
You're just disease
Face me
You're nothing to me
You see
A damaged sight
Face me
You're nothing to me
In this hell
You're just disease

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