Kingston Falls The Infection to Quarantine Letras:
A room full of water.
With blood dripping from the walls.
You'd better own up to your own worst convictions.
And get this one thing through your
skull; So fire the interrogation, we
never talked at all.
You forget everything, you never met me.
(This morbid scene of red was
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synchronized, we had it all planned out.
This crimson creation.
Where are the heavens?
What have I done?)
You're heartless in the stab wound silence.
Smile because you've lost your nerve.
You're demise - to die for.
(This sacred scene of white.
Never synchronized, this image of failure.
Disguised in light, where are the heavens?
What have I done?)
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