aim: Hollowed be thy name Cold were the days Lost in your memory Cold was reality Cold were the days After our souls had to realise two games Hollowed
you hollow dissipate right in front of me undertow sucked you down desolate feeding on emptiness soul bled left you hollow hollow you are hollow shudder
I've seen you sitting in your bed, in your brown gown of dead flowers. And inside your room, in its corners where spiders crawl, and a sour dream centipede
to expire Eyes see yet vision is lost Turmoil soil is tossed Fooling yourself again Your soul never ends Death is inevitable Clutch your crucible Hollowed
my aim... Hollowed be thy name Cold were the days Lost in your memory Cold was reality Cold were the days After our souls had to realise two games Hollowed
Traduction: Diversia. Creusé.
Traduction: Full Blown Chaos. Creusé.
Traduction: Mob Rules. Que ton nom soit.
Traduction: Été. Hanté Hollowed Graves.
I've seen you sitting in your bed, in your brown gown of dead flowers and in your room, in it's corners where spiders crawl, and a sour dream centipede
million pieces of memories and consequences smoke and fog keeps you blinded by ignorance where, in this grim forrest of sincerity they've come to bury me in hollow
break on through to the unknown The cycle now is repeating, Of sunken ships and drunken kings We have no used for the hollow Oh now the hollow Oh now the hollow
thirst Let me die when I lie to you first I follow When I?m with you it?s from within I know you can see through my skin I?m hollow I need you to feed
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Si je t'ai blesse, Si j'ai noirci ton passe, Viens pleurer, Au creux de mon epaule, Viens tout contre moi, Et si je fus maladroit, Je t'en prie,
Baby I'll admit, I made a mistake Don't know what I was thinking, what I had was so great Tried it to my mind, went back to my heart, I know it ain't
the stone You're crawling under Is lifted off your shoulders Once the cloud that's raining Over you head disappears The noise that you'll hear Is the crashing down of hollow
