Cidesphere - March of the Backstabbers - текст песни и слова, похожие исполнители

Kishore Kumar Hits — Cidesphere - March of the Backstabbers текст песни

Исполнитель: Cidesphere

альбом: Dawn of a New Epoch

Define the sadness
Slowly passing out time
End of the day i am getting weaker
Every breathe, their every word is a sin
Our worst enemy is still our own kin
Design the heartless
Like a vulture waiting for the time to hit and backstab
Place of kindness yet this crystal beauty makes us bending the knees
Every breathe, their every word is a sin
Our worst enemy is still our own kin
Every breathe, their every word is a sin
Our worst enemy is still our own kin
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Fallen prayers of our black tragedy
Interceptions through our pure vanity
While closing your eyes, remember
Mistake was ours
Well deserved! Agony and fail!!!
♪
Every breathe, their every word is a sin
Our worst enemy is still our own kin
Every breathe, their every word is a sin
Our worst enemy is still our own kin

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