Woorden:
Without Face The Violin Of Erich Zann

still inside On old men's streets Ghosts of never beens Voices of the Violin Cried for many Nights Flames of the mind Hunted evil kinds [Chorus] The Violin

s still inside On old men's streets Ghosts of never beens Voices of the Violin Cried for many Nights Flames of the mind Hunted evil kinds [Chorus] The Violin