* # Devil plaything # *
Life is just a dream,
A nightmare as well.
Theres no way to run.
Theres no way to go.
It's your fantasy.
Let them burn you alive.
Things will never be the same.
You can shout whatever you want,
but it won't help you.
Cuz, you are burning in hell now..
You are devils plaything.
If you don't wanna play,
you don't understand.
Then you look into his eyes,
Looking at all the lies.
You think: "This can not be DEVILS PLAYTHING".
[But you're wrong. Bacause it is.]
A nightmare as well.
Theres no way to run.
Theres no way to go.
It's your fantasy.
Let them burn you alive.
Things will never be the same.
You can shout whatever you want,
but it won't help you.
Cuz, you are burning in hell now..
You are devils plaything.
If you don't wanna play,
you don't understand.
Then you look into his eyes,
Looking at all the lies.
You think: "This can not be DEVILS PLAYTHING".
[But you're wrong. Bacause it is.]
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| °*malinwa°*: | Donderdag, mei 12, 2005 20:02 |
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| *Cheseri*: | Donderdag, april 21, 2005 09:28 |
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| Auteur: GoldenSoul | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 21 april 2005 | ||
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