In Cold Blood

Every Time A Bell Rings An Angel Gets His Wings

歌词

In Cold Blood - Logh

We plod our way

Through the ashes and the dust

Left of our plans of all things we've shared

We plod our way

Today buries tomorrow but no stone is raised

Killed in cold blood

At the onset of night today buries tomorrow

专辑信息

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