to my reality So you taste yourself every time? Bitter must be your pleasure This your swan song I'll sing for you I'll cut the words from your mouth
Welcome home to my reality. So you taste yourself every time? This your swan song I'll sing for you. I'll cut the words from your mouth You'll never speak
Fordítás: Lamb Of God. Az Ön Malice.
: Welcome home to my reality. So you taste yourself every time? This your swan song I'll sing for you. I'll cut the words from your mouth You'll never
Welcome home to my reality. So you taste yourself every time? This your swan song I'll sing for you. I'll cut the words from your mouth You'll never
