Our peace Is now in pieces But what else would You expect But we're nothing Nothing in truth Here comes The internal Winter Where innocence forgets
our peace is now in pieces but what else would you expect but we're nothing nothing in truth here comes the internal winter where innocence forgets
Vertaling: Godflesh. De interne.
: our peace is now in pieces but what else would you expect but we're nothing nothing in truth here comes the internal winter where innocence forgets
