The Sermon III

Tradução


The Creepshow

Compositor: The Creepshow

Get up! Come on, is that all that you've got?!
Your chances exhausted before even taking a shot
But you are out of your league, you float with no sting
As your corner slowly empties while the lonely bell rings
Too busy taking revenge instead of repaying those who've helped
And you weep cause you realize your opponent was yourself
Watch your dreams fade away without fame or renown
Like ashes to ashes, They All Fall Down!

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