letra de mark of the infidel - zaraza
i think you don’t really understand
there is no love, no cure, no helping hand
we are alone and so forgotten
we are alone and so destined to fail
fruitless endeavors, looking up to the heavens
will bring you only pain and betrayal
i have been born with the infidel’s mark
to see our ugliness, that is my curse
there is no plan, no master goal
there is only our misery
of our own hands, so foul
foul
what we’ve inherited we’ve already spent
we borrow it now, an action so brutally narrow
when we are gone our mother won’t weep
she will deeply sigh at last in relief
i think you don’t really understand
there is no love, no cure, no helping hand
we are alone and so forgotten
we are alone and so destined to fail
there is no plan, no master goal
there is only our misery
of our own hands, so foul
foul
letras aleatórias
- letra de the shape - the ghost in you
- letra de the remedy - mallory knox
- letra de immer mehr - rohlexxx
- letra de amma nemisheh - moein
- letra de start of something - britannia high cast
- letra de la modelo - ozuna
- letra de хелта скелта (helta skelta) - atl
- letra de just like we did it (dr1gs) - jazzboy
- letra de frosten slipper - signe svendsen
- letra de heaven has come - young oceans