paroles de chanson Shine - Fyrce Muons

Slake with a metally taste
Stalk tissues with heat
Throw them all in chains
The beautiful rich
Scented with signature greed

We hesitate to escape our terror hate
It's free
It's chemistry
The bloody eyes of the freak
The same entomb
The same hidden place for the freak
Crowd will gather push around the freak

The sands are from a heavy heart
Brought to wither by the oversize balls
Perhaps another way
Perhaps another spear raised

Every treat has its' name
Has its' rhyme
The sins of the ugly father
The genetics of loin
The making of a freak
God sent your name you freak

Shine