Tardy Brothers
Bloodline
Bow down souls screaming got you bent back to your knees In the sand, lines drawn, let me do with what I please In a state of pure rage, then I realized what I did My place, my time in recourse for what was said A main event, captured fight, collision of powers fell By the end battled scared, relive this living hell I can feel your rage A never-ending cry
From Letras Mania