Letra de Calling
Trenches
Calling
Trenches
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Trenches
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Moon light burns my face as I awake, where I did not intend to sleep
The field soaked with blood, they smell my flesh
The crowds calling me
As I arise, and run from this, I cannot help but to collapse
The calling
They shelter me
I’m coming down and down again
Down
Moon light burns my face as I awake, where I did not intend to sleep
The field soaked with blood, they smell my flesh
The crowds calling me
As I arise, and run from this, I cannot help but to collapse
The calling
They shelter me
I’m coming down and down again
Down
Moon light burns my face as I awake, where I did not intend to sleep
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