The Cursed Lyrics & Chords By Jan Driver

They never believed That we would be Able to change (That we would be) And reveled in what They saw as our cynical gaze (They saw as our) There is much in me, could be...read more

There on the rotten side of the world His existence turned out in a dream Someone who would take his own copse to the grave Killing, buring. Doing terror! He was born to be...read more