The Haunt歌词

Bold souls centered in the self-assured
How could silence for what suffers worth?
Old worms shall never reach these excesses.
Define the terms to lease you to another friend.
Probably more have been wasted
But not within our time
The images all have been tasted.
It settles for the night.
Bold souls centered in the self-assured
How could silence for what suffers worth?
Old worms shall never reach these excesses.
Define the terms to lease you to another friend.
Probably more have been wasted
But not within our time
The images all have been tasted.
It settles for the night.