eyes like an angel blood runs like a whore you put your hands on my chest to push yourslef oh so higher never looking back on the holes you left no
Traduction: Remembering Never. Plumes Made Of Heaven.
gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. "'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door - Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember
been, a part of you belongs to me. You were never mine to love, but this all has made it easy for me... Burning feathers, not an angel, Heaven's closed
been, a part of you belongs to me. You were never mine to love, but this all has made it easy for me... Burnin' feathers, not an angel, Heaven's closed
, a part of you belongs to me You were never mine to love, but this all has made it easy for me? Burning feathers, not an Angel, Heaven's closed, Hell
always been, a part of you belongs to me. You were never mine to love, but this all has made it easy for me... Burning feathers, not an angel, Heaven
