Tekst Utworu

This door will never open, why would it, we never tried to Exterminating angel, the black hold of beauty In a world of complete make-believe There's a chance to practice what we preach In a world of complete make-believe There's a chance to practice what we preach Throw the hammer burn the gasoline We're all toothwheels in the death machine
Writer(s): Oervar Smarason, Gunnar Tynes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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