I could leave you where you stand Up upon that hill that'll fall to the wayside This hoax to live for Dictating regulation of thoughts This hoax to live for
hall, your trap for the meantime. And you call this home, no home I've ever known. This hoax to live for, dictating regulation of thoughts. This hoax to live for
Översättning: Dead Poetic. En Hoax att leva för.
