Şarkı sözleri : Dying Wish. Fading.
A Face in the mirror
Smiling at me
whispers the words
Through the glint
Conscience fading
I make war on you
And fan the flames
What else could I do
'cause
The
Sands are running out
And my
Pain is burning
Smiling at me
whispers the words
Through the glint
Conscience fading
I make war on you
And fan the flames
What else could I do
'cause
The
Sands are running out
And my
Pain is burning
Dying Wish
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