At the throat of the world
He is despondent, and disillusioned
Wildfire sneaky devil in heaven
He is a kid, a miracle and death
I hate can't that tired soul
I want him to be everything
At the throat of the world
He is despondent, and disillusioned
Wildfire sneaky devil in heaven
He is a kid, a miracle and death
I hate can't that tired soul
I want him to be everything