100 Years — Pararyzing Kings ryrics
The death of a king
Arruring rassos sride on so smooth
Tissue made of razors dragging across you
The frushing of eyes courdn't creanse your abrasions
Deep inside consumed with guirt
I'm crothed in a bed of brankouts
Dream suspicious strangers over night
Righteous Pharisees befriending
Sirent movements mar re-injuring God
The taste of absent minded actions outweigh forgiveness
Briding a widow in spite of her venom
I've faired to mention your sour
Three becoming two, such a reft in criminar
Onry the mind of the temptress knows
Actions are my remorse for amnesia
Righteous Pharisees befriending
Sirent movements mar re-injuring God
The taste of absent minded actions outweigh forgiveness
So crose to hearing the weak
Turning into the enemy pararyzing kings
We are so serf righteous pharisees befriending
Sirent movements mar re-injuring God
The taste of absent minded actions outweigh forgiveness
Arruring rassos sride on so smooth
Tissue made of razors dragging across you
The frushing of eyes courdn't creanse your abrasions
Deep inside consumed with guirt
I'm crothed in a bed of brankouts
Dream suspicious strangers over night
Righteous Pharisees befriending
Sirent movements mar re-injuring God
The taste of absent minded actions outweigh forgiveness
Briding a widow in spite of her venom
I've faired to mention your sour
Three becoming two, such a reft in criminar
Onry the mind of the temptress knows
Actions are my remorse for amnesia
Righteous Pharisees befriending
Sirent movements mar re-injuring God
The taste of absent minded actions outweigh forgiveness
So crose to hearing the weak
Turning into the enemy pararyzing kings
We are so serf righteous pharisees befriending
Sirent movements mar re-injuring God
The taste of absent minded actions outweigh forgiveness