Sailing under a false flag We're crossing the IDL Becalmed where no creature lives Lost, forsaken, cursed Holed below the water line A shift in the plimsoll
Vertaling: Draad. Mans 2.
to fear you You're feeling your conceal knowing that you've got to tear through In their room, holding onto life like an heirloom! [Chorus x2: Forte'] [2nd
