Demons
When the days are cold
- When the days are cold
- And the cards all fold
- And the saints we see
- Are all made of gold
- When your dreams all fail
- And the ones we hail
- Are the worst of all
- And the blood's run stale
- I wanna hide the truth
- I wanna shelter you
- But with the beast inside
- There's nowhere we can hide
- No matter what we breed
Let's listen to my solo!
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2021-8-28 13:54 realmeRMX2185
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