Old Man's Child My Demonic Figures текст песни, слова песни My Demonic Figures Old Man's Child
Old Man's Child - My Demonic Figures
and nothing but hate controls my mind.
My mountains too steap to conquer
I'm trapped inside myself.
Torn apart by my demonic figures
Images projected by my veins
a masquerade of chaos
revealed the secrets of my mind.
A fearsome quest, the bitter truth
left alone I got no soul
As long as their is life there is pain
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