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Queen Of The Damned David Draiman Of Disturbed Forsaken

I hear it fading, I can't speak it, or else you will dig my grave; You feel them finding, always whining... take my hand now be alive! You see I cannot be forsaken

I hear it fading, I can't speak it, or else you will dig my grave; You feel them finding, always whining... take my hand now be alive! You see I cannot be forsaken

I hear it fading, I can't speak it, or else you will dig my grave; You feel them finding, always whining... take my hand now be alive! You see I cannot be forsaken