Godsend With The Wind Comes The Rain текст песни, слова песни With The Wind Comes The Rain Godsend
Godsend - With The Wind Comes The Rain
A wind of thought flows through my mind
With it comes aggression
Peace I cannot find
I try to control my feelings
I burst out crying
My life is peeling
I wish that I was dying
Darkness, depression
A wind of thought flows through my mind
With it comes aggression
Peace I cannot find
With the wind comes the rain
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