Текст песни Norma Jean — It Was As If The Dead Man Stood Upon The Air
Rewind the cycle.My Regret is the world i created.Regret the kiss that sealed my fate.Rewind,rewind it all again.Rewind the silver that was my price.I think i will take a walk and rest my soul.A cylindrical head resting in the arms of a circular rope.Rewind this cycle endless cycle.
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