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shining bright. Time to close your eyes. CHORUS. Not afraid of crying, sorrow and foe. Not afraid of falling down below. To the night recklessly we fly. Like living dead, we'll never die As long as
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outloud. The tears of blood I bleed, so * the world,. I'll go now, I don't care. (Who cares?). . I'm walking towards dead end, and I'm walking all alone. Two steps ago I past insanity. There's no
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!. Sun comes up shining bright. Time to close your eyes. . Chorus. Not afraid of crying, sorrow and foe. Not afraid of falling down below. To the night recklessly we fly. Like living dead, we'll
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!. Sun comes up shining bright. Time to close your eyes. . Chorus. Not afraid of crying, sorrow and foe. Not afraid of falling down below. To the night recklessly we fly. Like living dead, we'll
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In the silence of darkness, among the shadows of the dead we hear. A wolf howling hungry to wake up children of the graves. Unripe Vengeance! The cult that serves as revenge. Has put forward it's
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Are You Dead Yet Don't hear, don't deem. Drown in before you dive. Don't care, commit to your self destruction drive. I kiss the ground with love beyond forever. Flip off the sky with bleeding
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you're the king. . Ohhhhhohh,. Til' tomorrow it's a better day to be,. Ooohhohohoh,. You're better off dead than * with me. Ohooohhoooh. What if there ain't no tomorrow. Ohooohoho. Well let
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apart but. I don't care anymore. Should I regret or ask myself. Are you dead yet?. . Wake up, don't cry. Regenerate to deny. The truth, the fiction. You leave a blindfold on your eyes. Disclosure
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Bài hát Circle Of Fear - H. I. M. Heartache is knocking on her door. Shadows dance outside her window. Tears keep falling on the floor. As the world around her crumbles. Chorus. If you want to save
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let live. But all are agreed as they join the stampede. You should never take more than you give In the circle of life. It's the wheel of fortune. It's the leap of faith. It's the band of hope
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La la la la la. La la la la la. La la la la la. La la la la la. La la la la la. Ring around the rosies. Pocket full of posies. Taste the hands of children. Happiness of children. . Death
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. And I needed a soft place to fall. Then you showed me the reason to rely on my feelings. I had nothing to fear at all I'll never go back to that circle of one. That circle of loneliness, yeah. I'll
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circle. Take the red line, the green line. The silver or blue Any line you can think of except for the yellow. Take a trip with your family and see where they go. Give them a free ticket it's the best
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soul eternally Adjusting to another set. Of values take it's toll. Growing in a lunacy. That plays on your stupidity Circle of beliefs, secrets never keep. Living in a lie, right before your eyes
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soul eternally Adjusting to another set. Of values take it's toll. Growing in a lunacy. That plays on your stupidity Circle of beliefs, secrets never keep. Living in a lie, right before your eyes
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The battle is over. And the sands drunk the blood. All what there remains. Is the bitterness of delusion Circle of the Tyrants The immortality of the gods. Sits at their side. As they leave the
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place and. I needed a soft place to fall. Then you showed me the reason to rely on my feelings. I had nothing to fear at all. . I'll never go back to that circle of one. That circle of loneliness
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Pay no attention to the writing on the wall. The words seem empty 'cause there's nothing there at all. We let the wise men beat the drums too soon. We were just children of the moon. No one to
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We are children of production. Produced in conjunction. With the urgency of our Dr. Funkenstein In his widsom he forenotioned. The shortcomings of your condition. So, we the clones, were
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Verse. We are the children of today. We are the ones that got away. The future left unsaid. It's our time to change the world. You'll make it better as we learn. We are the only ones who can. We are
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what