Tekst:
Fei Comodo This One S For Us Ep

Run or hide, It's the only chance of survival. Cries in silence. Tormented by your torture. And they'll always be another way to feel yourself, Guaranteed. Stop pretending. Ascended to all of this

from this sleep, Where's my son? Nothing left for me to say, where's my son? Where's my son? Sorry sir but you're too late, Where's my son? Five