4 jan. 2012

Where figures from the past stand tall, / And mocking voices ring the halls. / Imperialistic house of prayer, / Conquistadors who took their share

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  1. Ingela4 januari 2012 kl. 19:51

    Up, down, turn around
    Please don't let me hit the ground
    Tonight I think I'll walk alone
    I'll find my soul as I go home

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