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    Wake The Dead

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    Добавлена 1 сентября 2011 пользователем Iron Man

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    When your name is spoken
    Then Your soul awakes as well
    And there is n limit to the power of the spell
    You can never leave it
    You can never let it lie
    You must find the speaker
    For one of you must die
    The name, the name, the name, the name's the same
    All your lives are on the line
    All your lives are on the line
    And all your life you know you're dying
    What you know, you must not tell
    What you know, you must not sell
    All the secrets you can keep
    All the lies you cannot speak
    Everybody steals your time
    Thousand voices in your head
    Everybody, everybody
    Shouting fit to wake the dead
    When you see the devil
    Then you're looking for relief
    And there is no relief
    And there is no justice
    Keep your tongue between your teeth
    You can be the devil
    But you cannot count the cost
    All your time is wasted
    All your love is lost
    The name, the name, the name's the same
    Play the game
    You can never be the one
    You can never be the one
    When you know all your love is gone
    What you know, you must not tell
    What you know, you must not sell
    All the secrets you can keep
    All the lies you cannot speak
    Everybody steals your time
    Remember me, what I said
    Everybody, everybody
    Shouting fit to wake the dead
    When you are alone here
    In the houses of the blind
    Don't you ever wonder what happened to the time?
    You cannot regain it
    You cannot bring it back
    Stretched out on the rack
    The name, the name, the name's the same
    The name, the name's the game
    You will never know the truth
    You will never know the truth
    We both know you will never look
    What you have is yours, my friend
    You will never see the end
    All your future gone to hell
    All your past an empty shell
    You can;t kep upon your secret shelf
    You are not the Antichrist
    You are not the Lord of Flies
    You are not important now
    You are not the one to dread
    Everybody, everybody
    The name, the name's the game
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