Besedila: Avail. Rest.

i'll starve no more i've been conjuring fate repent sin come to my mind no more with half the truth i go my way and pray there is no war bloody knuckles scraping pavement leave stains once i say, life is complete i've got to light the way confess sin come to my mind no more this lack of faith taht guides teh way prove there is no more sun you'll be here and i'll be gone without a trace a paper trail, finally complete i get up daily, i get a day to me and i wonder why i can't beleive tried following scents that are watered down the truth is lies believed there's not few left this is the last