Paroles de In The Throws Of Guilt
Pale faces smileand spit their cross
in the mouth of life
the freedom of the I
the beauty of the pain
the prison of the I
me - always me never me
inner bleedings
alteration
me - always me never me
one split into many
if any
me - always me never me
inner bleedings
alteration
me - always me never me
one split into many
if any
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