Black moon
Thunder & Gloom I find salvation inside the panic room Watch me walk tonight through the waning lights When the bullets come raining down I won’t stop my plight Thirsty for adventure Hungry for disaster Falling bricks are the sounds of my rotten anthem Find me in a pit of glory a place beaming with fury Find me deep in the depth succumbing to worries
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