me Greeted with a thunderous absence of applause Choke on your own words Lies are venom in your veins Burn from the inside And never speak my name Choke
Sermon sung me slow to sleep Faster if I had a choice With every breath another death Still so in love with your own voice Idle threats to hide regrets
Preklad: Lamb Of God. Sýtič Kázania.
: Sermon sung me slow to sleep Faster if I had a choice With every breath another death Still so in love with your own voice Idle threats to hide regrets
