You're messing, baby, messing hard Messing all the time Messing, sugar, messing busy You're messing in my mind Well, I don't got what you want And I
: Emptiness running through me Taking all that i am Leaving me this blinding mask Grasping for the wind Everything I've done Everything I've gained
Emptiness running through me Taking all that i am Leaving me this blinding mask Grasping for the wind Everything I've done Everything I've gained
Asi podremos gritar porque algun mal desgarrara penas que en vida surcan sin parar y sin gloria que demostrar desfilando hacia ese lugar. Asi marchamos
(Instrumental)
I have seen death today in the midst of this battle. Those called above the rest having been set into this front. With none to fear as we cut at the