walk
Walk
Walk through the night.
The darkforce is waiting.
Waiting for his victem,
Who will came by.
Walk
When you are allone,
When you are affraid.
Don't run,
Cause he will waith.
Walk
Right in my arms,
I'll protect you against.
The spiders and the shadows.
Your nightmare,
And only the darkforce knows.
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| Auteur: laartjem | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 13 april 2004 | ||
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