Woorden:
More Than A Thousand The Red River Murder

now?" Now I'm burning in red Just like you said I won't make a sound Just let me fall Later on that day when you emerged from the river Wrapped my arms

see with your heart how do you forgive the murderer of your father? the ink of a scholar is worth a thousand times more than the blood of a martyr we

see with your heart how do you forgive the murderer of your father? the ink of a scholar is worth a thousand times more than the blood of a martyr we

inside a river while you're handcuffed My fist is more nastier than Travel Fox My silhouette inside intensive care, because I like to shadowbox My gat makes more