David Sorrow
A stranger in the night
and very eloquent overday
Speaks soft lovely words
but writes harsh sentences
Stuck in this sick pendulum
with his sister in spirit
Try to preach about love
altough sorrow makes him weak
In a world filled with hate
he feels ashamed and tortured
But will smile every time
a child plays in the streets
It gives him his strenght
and power forever and ever
So he can come and destroy
the bloodsucking elite
and very eloquent overday
Speaks soft lovely words
but writes harsh sentences
Stuck in this sick pendulum
with his sister in spirit
Try to preach about love
altough sorrow makes him weak
In a world filled with hate
he feels ashamed and tortured
But will smile every time
a child plays in the streets
It gives him his strenght
and power forever and ever
So he can come and destroy
the bloodsucking elite
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| Auteur: David de Vreer |  
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| Gecontroleerd door: Anastacia | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 05 juli 2012 | ||
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