Dead Head Souls Of Ice текст песни, слова песни Souls Of Ice Dead Head
Dead Head - Souls Of Ice
I despise your silent presence
Need for future, seeds to live
There's only souls of ice
Hours of passion,
sordid sleep
The mind is seeking
for exposure
Within the night,
desire grows
Sin again, souls of ice
Thrown back into paradise
Worshipping the tree
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