The Sermon III的吉他谱
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The Sermon III的歌词
Your chances exhausted before ever taking a shot
But you are out of your league, you float with no sting
Your corner slowly empites while the lonely bell rings
Too busy taking revenge instead of repaying thoes who"ve helped
And you weep as you realize your opponent was yourself
Watch you dreams fade away with out fame or renown
Like ashes to ashes, THEY ALL FALL DOWN
But you are out of your league, you float with no sting
Your corner slowly empites while the lonely bell rings
Too busy taking revenge instead of repaying thoes who"ve helped
And you weep as you realize your opponent was yourself
Watch you dreams fade away with out fame or renown
Like ashes to ashes, THEY ALL FALL DOWN