pass, the scars they would last Into God's creation Blessed secrets holding me Then we all closed our eyes and laid down and sighed Live young die free
pass, the scars they would last, Into God's creation. Blessed secrets holding me... Then we all closed our eyes, an' laid down and sighed: Live young die free
Tulkojums: Overkill. Live Young, Die Free.
Tulkojums: Overkill. Live Young Die Free.
