Paroles de Love Song To A Guillotine
Folly of birds and humansA feather falls from the sky
Marks where we've flown
Marks where we die
Marks where we will soon fly
When will we fade away
Injustice screams for blood as the pure have fallen
Burn to ashes
Spread yourself on these dry bones
Injustice screams for blood as the pure have fallen
Burn to ashes
Spread yourself on these dry bones
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