betrayed No need to feel inane No need to feel afraid [Jorn Lande]: Wake me up before I die, hold me close As I gaze upon the sky, comatose No reason
to feel betrayed no need to feel inane no need to feel afraid [Jorn Land:] wake me up before i die, hold me close As I gaze upon to the sky, comatose
Tulkojums: Ayreon. Bezsamaņas.
