Dawn

The Wolverines

Compositor: Não Disponível

Upon a cold floor in a filthy room
In a river of blood she cries... she cries

And artwork of pain
And the brushstrokes are red

Fighting the emptiness
That is slowly consuming her soul

Fighting for her consciousness...
Looking for the answers...

Trying to remember...
Finding the beginning...

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