Spaniard’s Havoc Lyrics by Writ
Shadows of a building death
Filling space to oxygenate
Vital nurture for blame
Glimpsing your mask
Unworthy nights
Since every ride was hollow and all response a sentence of disguise
To trust me good, to feel me in
But they’re your own, I won’t invade
As you wish, as you crave
The road to hell is not what you meant
Keep up the lies
Evade it well
As you wish, as you crave
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Writ Lyrics – Spaniard’s Havoc