Текст и слова песни Tonight The Prom – The Trenches Are Hailed
Our linked hands will serve as ships on battle lines. A trenched disaster has us begging for our breathe from hear through uncomfortable air.
These words are arms in this war.
I could play with your nervous system.
I know that what you say is what we have, the strength of saints. bodies are breathing ashes are burning from the hue in your face.
These words are arms in this war.
I could play with your nervous system.
I know that what you say is what we have, the strength of saints. bodies are breathing ashes are burning from the hue in your face.
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