Comecon It Wears Me Down текст песни, слова песни It Wears Me Down Comecon
Comecon - It Wears Me Down
Woods swallowing men with cold,
dark, beasts and deep blue skies
Quaking earth, winds that wipe
creations of man away like dust
I reach out to fathom all of my kin
I have none, that is sin
Alone we die like cattle in storm
Alone we die like cattle in storm
It Wears Me Down
It wears me down
It wears me down
All of me, all of me, all of me down
(Repeat)
Pure encharting reconception
of self-vindictive truth
Over-eating expectati
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