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Letra de Plague Overload - Twilightning

Letra de canci�n de Plague Overload de Twilightning lyrics

The way you make it is the way you pay it
In the end, no need to fake it
The deeds of yesterday still haunt
Must have been hell of a jaunt
And the pressure builds inside
The ghouls are crawling
The walls are falling
You cannot move or scream now
Lying there helpless
Chained and defenseless
Frightened you wonder why and how
Oh no, we've been riding
Once again to glide into the pits where darkness shines
Down low, now I'm hiding
Feeling like I'm dying
Surely we had such good time
On the brink of delusion
Was it real or illusion?
I couldn't tell, maybe I was just raving
Seeing wierd figures in the dark
Coming to grab me with their paralysing touch of sick revenge
The ghouls are crawling
The walls are falling ( on you )
No matter what you try to do
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Lying there helpless
Chained and defenseless
Frightened you wonder why and how
Oh no, we've been riding
Once again to glide into the pits where darkness shines
Down low, now I'm hiding
Feeling like I'm dying
Surely we had such good time
All systems showed
Plague overload
Oh no, we've been riding
Once again to glide into the pits where darkness shines
Down low, now I'm hiding
Feeling like I'm dying
Oh no, we've been riding
Once again to glide into the pits where darkness shines
But still we rise with vengeance from demise
And surely we'll have such good time
All systems showed
Plague overload
Again on the road - with plague overload
Surely we had such good time

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