Edguy - Down To The Devil |
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Down To The Devil
Edguy Roaming the plains where a number is your name And you'll never find the door In a palace Oh look into the mirror Is it what you wanna see The vogue has washed ashore Or just a cuddle toy No I don't care what you say Into the darkness I plough my way I'm striking out for paradise To be the one I am We're going down to the devil We are striking out for paradise To bedlam below The mad parade is comming home As they make the hammer pound To bury you alive Can't you hear the sound Rusty nails into a coffin of your size you mature until you're ripe Then they reap you in their eyes When you're beautiful enough To break down the freak Put up glass ceilings that you can't see They lurk to wall in your belief We're going down to the devil They don't want you to be We are striking out for paradise To bedlam below The mad parade is comming home Oh, we're going down Here's your invitation, your instignation Your damnation to the hellfire club |
