paroles de chanson Flecks - Fyrce Muons

There's a wasted land
Into the seas
Listen this
My world release
Claim the dead
I see it come
A wasted land
In holy dolls

Can you see the list
I made for you
Is nothing change
Is nothing true
My ceiling is
My feelings right
You bring the line
You gain a night
Holy lance
Cold into scene
Cold onto wish
I see your wind
Go see your sense
I read no minds
I see the mines
I see your vibes

Cold and dark, with a sense
Trapped into, darkened fence
Go inside, you will find
Nothing there, but the blind
Gathering, to the fold
Spaces gone, in a hole
I don't know, nothing true
Feeling fall, nothing new
Spaces gone, in a hole
There's a wasted land
Into the seas
Listen this
My world release
Claim the dead
I see it come
A wasted land
In holy dolls