Ved Buens Ende A Mask In The Mirror текст песни, слова песни A Mask In The Mirror Ved Buens Ende
Ved Buens Ende - A Mask In The Mirror
you and yours alive.
.....and if that was fear.....
I'd leave you with your doves.
You'd want to eat the hand that hit you -
And your dear pity me.....
Slowly I bound you and your doves
.....is it fear?
I have spilled my tears how, I could have drowned you
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