Streetball Violence Lyrics & Chords By Four Seats For Invalides

Stop the feeble moaning, it's time to raise our heads Reluct against terror, nation of expelled deads Fight might be right, right will be our fight Freedom is our light, fight...read more

Lie or truth that you don't belive in Pain of desperation Sadness hidden behind reserved needs Anger is like hot water Truth or lie that you rise up yourself To have pleasure...read more

Imitation anyone you meet Mimic caricaturist You are like a devil's rotwork Direct and incessant Spastic mirroring of all faces What you pass It's a parody, derision ...read more

You're shining, heating, you are life But to approach you is death Like windstorm you've flown through my mind Spreading the disaster nevertheless I wish to see you again ...read more

Clouds wound up the disintegrating bodies of world ghloookh Strangle my travelling imaginary mind of translucent being beehebh I stay between blind mirrors of two transient world...read more