Norma Jean - It Was As If The Dead Man Stood Upon The Air | Текст песни

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• Norma Jean
• It Was As If The Dead Man Stood Upon The Air

Rewind the cycle. My Regret is the world i created.
Regret the kiss that sealed my fate. Rewind, rewind
it all again. Rewind the silver that was my price. I
think i will take a walk and rest my soul. A
cylindrical
head resting in the arms of a circular rope. Rewind
this
cycle endless cycle.