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Letras:Winds Of Plague. Against The World. Monsters.

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Put your Love, your trust in, all your faith in me
I?ll burn your dreams into the ground, you better believe

Believe me kid, I?ve stood in your shoes
Don?t buckle under pressure, you got to keep your head together
Skeletons are busting down the closet door
No longer is your secret safe
You are the world?s disease
Believe me kid, I?ve stood in your shoes
Don?t buckle under pressure, you got to keep your head together

Put your Love, your trust in, all your faith in me
I?ll burn your dreams into the ground, you better believe

I can?t fight this urge as the claws extract
Goddamn
Wrong has never felt so right
Love casted from my heart
Now encased in steel
Two clenched fists is all I need to ensure my place in hell
Listen close to what your dreams are telling you
Your biggest fears, your nightmares are all becoming true
I regret to inform you that I just don?t give a fuck

You?re now in my world
Welcome to your doom, I?ll see you through, and through, and through
Until you rot in hell

There is no escape from this
Now I await the flames to come and melt my sins away
No escaping this
The reaper has come to collect
The monster subsides, but when I get the twitch, I?ll scratch the itch
The wolves come out as night

Put your Love, your trust in, all your faith in me
I?ll burn your dreams into the ground, you better believe