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• Artiste: DAGAMES
• Titre: Shot Down By The Mirror
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This toll has taken me back, now I'm cold Will this never-ending sickening die? Mistaking monsters bound by the shadows Staring back and haunting me We will sound off the guns It's long road to travel down To drown our reflection when we're done The disease holds tightly and close to home When the bell tolls We assert our mortal roles they stole Look at me, I'm worn out, shot down by the mirror There's a parasite in my own home, and it's growing bigger Make me disbeliеve As a whole damn renеgade crawls through my accolade of hope I cry for the survivors and sinners Who were all shot down by the mirror It's a never ending circus of Virals and Demolishers Bleeding out their misery Rampage, delivering the sinister Decay falls over us while staring at each other in the mud This mirror's calling out for Nightrunners Desperate to rise from the shadows Bringing hellfire to the meadows Look at me, I'm worn out, shot down by the mirror There's a parasite in my own home, and it's growing bigger Make me disbelieve As a whole damn renegade crawls through my accolade of hope I cry out to the saints and the sinners Who were all shot down I've bitten the bullet several times But the banshee in my heart recalls their names Settling with Volatiles nestled in my Viral blood My fate is understood Pull them down, pin them up and drive home What you're made of inside The Biomarkers behold this darker side of the world Amazing how we look alike, when you look in my eyes And behold the Bazaar, monoliths fly! (Make it go away! Make it go away!) Before it takes control of me! Look at me, I'm worn out, shot down by the mirror There's a parasite in my own home, and it's growing bigger Make me disbelieve (Disbelieve) As a whole damn renegade crawls through my accolade of hope I cry out to the saints and the sinners (I cry out to the saints and the sinners) Who were all shot down by the mirror This mirror's calling for my life's brothers Desperate to blame you