Crusades - Becky | Текст песни

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• Crusades
• Becky

For every filthy word, vision blurred, prayer unheard
For every clouded mind, thought confined, life left behind

For every tear you shamed out of them, a river you will shed
For every fear you drove into them, a river raging red

(We’re making heroes out of warlocks)

We’re tearing you down