Hey mike what the fuck are you thinking? And where did you go with my Fathers gun. I still don't believe it but think about it I'd blame you too. But
Oversættelse: Ruiner. Solitary.
: Hey mike what the fuck are you thinking? And where did you go with my Fathers gun. I still don't believe it but think about it I'd blame you too. But
He clinches his fist as he swings for the fucking fences His since of abandon keeps him from deaths door. Blown knees and torn fucking muscles heart
White noise Then darkness The awful darkness... Rites of burial are spoken Before the last descent Down... beneath the realm of the living. Deadened eyes
Oversættelse: Evoken. I Solitary Ruin.
Oversættelse: Ruiner. Ensomme Of Hearts.
: He clinches his fist as he swings for the fucking fences His since of abandon keeps him from deaths door. Blown knees and torn fucking muscles heart
