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When the days are cold And the cards all fold And the saints we see Are all made of gold When your dreams all fail And the ones we hail Are the worst of all And the bloods run stale I want to hide the truth I want to shelter you But with the beast inside Theres nowhere we can hide No matter what we breed We still are made of greed This is my kingdom come This is my kingdom come When you feel my heat Look into my eyes Its where my demons hide Its where my demons hide Dont get too close Its dark inside Its where my demons hide Its where my demons hide When the curtains call Is the last of all When the lights fade out All the sinners crawl So they dug your grave And the masquerade Will come calling out At the mess you made Dont want to let you down But I am hell bound Though this is all for you Dont wanna hide the truth No matter what we breed We still are made of greed This is my kingdom come This is my kingdom come When you feel my heat Look into my eyes Its where my demons hide Its where my demons hide Dont get too close Its dark inside Its where my demons hide Its where my demons hide They say its what you make I say its up to fate Its woven in my soul I need to let you go Your eyes, they shine so bright I want to save their light I cant escape this now Unless you show me how When you feel my heat Look into my eyes Its where my demons hide Its where my demons hide Dont get too close Its dark inside Its where my demons hide Its where my demons hide
Posted on: Wed, 24 Sep 2014 16:14:10 +0000

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