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Metal Inquisitor
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Satan's Host
Up into the dying tree Who should climb but little me? I held the trunk with both my hands And looked abroad on foreign lands
'Crime, doesn't pay' what the preacher told Time, fight against four walls Ride, there is no moment to lose for the - Satan's Host
To where the roads on either hand Lead onward to fairy land Where the monsters run to hide And all the playthings come alive
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 'Crime, doesn't pay' what the preacher told Time, fight against four walls Ride, there is no moment to lose for the - Satan's Host
Up into the dying tree Who should climb but little me? I held the trunk with both my hands And looked abroad on foreign lands
'Crime, doesn't pay' what the preacher told Time, fight against four walls Ride, there is no moment to lose for the - Satan's Host
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