Woorden:
Hanker The Dead Ringer

You say you want more And I'm starting to worry You say you want war Sorry, that's not my way You say we need war In spite of the evil it creates You

"There is a time in our life when we have to choose between the easy and the hard way to fulfill our dreams. Consequently, many of us and especially

People of the land claim that they care They just keep on screaming about kings But many of us try reaching for the stairs To the throne and rule over

bell Since my maker has come back for me, I now stand here before you, to tell you all straight reflections from the life and times of the dead ringer

I should cry, 'cause my teeth do cut like knives Sure I could cry, as you may not live to see the light I'm dead as the night, and the dead rule the night