Symphorce Wounded текст песни, слова песни Wounded Symphorce
Symphorce - Wounded
Your point of view, what sin, who cares
Nothing is sacred, we play by your rules
Faster instinct, you're dead , you fool
Brothers of mercy, what do you say
pray to heaven, your laughter stays
cry out for freedom, break through the walls
no one is listening to uncertain calls
You'll always pretend this
It's like an unholy kingdom
You're dreaming
they want you
come fear my enemy
Yes, i'm wounded
The heart of the haunted
Takin' me away
Yes, i'm wounded
The heart of the haunted
Will the scars remain
Any time, any where
any encounter the future beware
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