Death Of The Genuine

Lyrics for Death Of The Genuine

For I can turn this fantasy to life make you sleep through every lie But you can crawl back down your hole if you don't yield to me your soul For I can't stop the winds yay-yea and I can't end the rain yay-yea but I can take away your pain "It was almost a religious conversion and the? works? To the end to think perhaps this is my destiny then to kill and? made me doing it? Perhaps there is a devil, perhaps this is the work of the devil." For I can turn this fantasy to life make you sleep through every lie But you can crawl back down your hole if you don't yield to me your soul For I can't stop the winds yay-yea and I can't end the rain yay-yea but I can take away your pain And I can take away your pain...