Woorden:
Gf93 Convulse All Star

Let down, I hate that days you are sick of me in my worse days. Life is calling and my hate is growing too. You love the animals, I'm sick another day

This is my brother "Sorrow". Just a little walk in the sunshine, belongs to me, and everytime I ask you something you are ready to give,I can ask for

Hate-shot, the cursed are blessed,visions are back, convulse, the sky is dead, a knife deep in your neck, blindfold, is what they crave, and that's the

This is the place where the rain is cold... Deep forever into the soul... Deep forever into the cold... ...of my soul, I hope you'll call me DADDY,untold