t endure all... goes out from the cave while the demons take the hero for their tragic game Gods of earth save me from madness from these rites of total shame
of a bridge, suicide Once a love, from the heart it grew, But what would come, they never ever knew. Now it stands in vain, just a crying shame, In
s brother, cold as she is An avenging angel's arrow in his heart And the squire he does blame her With his lies he does shame her Sweet Maude Bowen shamed
Frame Check it, mind games designed to define fame Time Frame Liers reign, control and power is the prime aim Time Frame Rhyme games though the art is a crying shame
t you think that it's a crying shame? Those who worked for a better life Don't know how to survive It is another Another kind of madness