Baixar Mais Tocadas: Crown Of Thorns

Seven years have come and gone / All that’s left are scriptures songs / Livin’ with the pieces of my memory / And now gone all the dyin’ and kill all the blamed and hoped
You ever heard the story of Mr. Faded Glory? / Say he who rides a pony must someday fall / Talkin’ to my alter, life is what you make it / And if you make it death well rest your soul away