Venus Walk - Black Hour | Текст песни

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• Venus Walk
• Black Hour

There's a dream hanging on your grin
But there's not much coming out from within
It may be in your darkest blackest hour
We all seem to lose a little bit of power

You sold your soul like a slow easy crime
It all seemed so clear so right at the time
And now you stand pulling on your mangled hair
Wondering if you or anyone really cares

{You sold your soul...remember?
That's what you told me... For what?}

There are secrets deep within us all
It may be a strange place you will hear the call
It may be in your darkest blackest hour
You will be on your kness wondering
what the hell happened

You sold your soul... remember?