paroles de chanson Chasm - Fyrce Muons

Voice is not the caller in the mind
I consider that you won't avert a meeting with my eye
They say that I can sell your mother's Cains
Nothing kills the light like running over bodies in the rain

Mystery tics
The son of gate
Prophet the bishop
Patience to wait
Fear is kind
Muscle race
Citizen is gone
His back is break

Nothing is another message if you wanted to behave
Follow in the methods never seen
I have seen it in the heaven of the nothing ever be

Mystery tics
The son of gate
Prophet the bishop
The patience
Triumph to wait

Mercy now this knowledge of the fate
Nothing doesn't waste
Nothing doesn't waste
Nothing is another message if you wanted to be made
Follow in the methods of the seas
I can see it in the clouds of mercy that I'll never see