need, you never cared what you left of me Never give what you can't take back, the true mark of the Judas, never forget, the true mark of the Judas
you need You never cared what you left of me Never give what you can't take back The true mark of the Judas Never forget The true mark of the Judas All
Fordítás: Darkest Hour. A Mark Of The Judas.
That's all right because you wish you were dead You live life with a hex over your head A savior's mouth with a serpent's tongue But don't forget you
A legacy that rots with time Cold before it hits the ground I've heard the screams from the inside I know-- never look back When memories fade to flashes
Mass ceremonial suicide A nation of millions caught in the jaws of a lie Uniform stagnant filth Sub culture with no remorse or guilt Feeding the frenzy
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This time the circle closes This time there's nothing left for you, for me This time the circle closes This time we lay this to rest Others just like
all you need You never cared what you left of me Never give what you can't take back The true mark of the Judas Never forget The true mark of the Judas
I saw the world die a little today Just to feel the wealth of the decay Just so you can know what it feels like What tears taste like We owe it all to
Paranoia and you can still pretend How this cross will always mend Paranoid and the pestilence sets in What failure looks like when you begin 'Cause
A blessing in tragedy Burning what's left in effigy Wreckage, when there's nothing left Wreckage, the birthright of regret A place where truth can hide
