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Gothic
Do you know, what's in my mind
It's enough to lose your sight
And makes you starte to beg for forgiveness
What I saw is, undesirably
It will make you lose control
It follows me were ever I go
it's foretold
It was made from Hell
it's uncontrollable
It will make you feel, you're in Hell
Now here is your chance
To show them, how you feel
They can't even Spell
How you feel
I show them
But they can't take their eyes off of it
You get the feeling your Gothic
You just lost your sight
Of the light
Now it time to admit
You're not God's child
It's enough to lose your sight
And makes you starte to beg for forgiveness
What I saw is, undesirably
It will make you lose control
It follows me were ever I go
it's foretold
It was made from Hell
it's uncontrollable
It will make you feel, you're in Hell
Now here is your chance
To show them, how you feel
They can't even Spell
How you feel
I show them
But they can't take their eyes off of it
You get the feeling your Gothic
You just lost your sight
Of the light
Now it time to admit
You're not God's child
Published 15th Mar 2011
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