Chapter 4
| Title | Chapter 4 |
|---|---|
| Artist | Santos Santana |
| Album | A Game Called Betrayal |
| Release Date | (not set) |
| Description | ? |
| Lyrics | Chapter 4 A game called betrayal *Ship horn* [?] I have not one word of comfort for you *Ship horn* You deserve this Witnessing life bled from destruction of the tower *Ship horn* Now you’re like a tree And your roots have grown all the way to hell *Ship horn* Let’s play a game called betrayal I wrote this side I wrote this side ‘cause you never did [?]You might also like |