Now We're Standing in Our New Microcosmos, We Just Walk in Circles, It's One Thing If We Make the Same Mistakes Every Day; We Get Burned, and Then We Get Full of Fire... Sometimes I Wanna Take a Knife and Cut Until I Blackout; To Love Is the Gravest Sin...Now We're Standing in Our New Microcosmos, We Just Walk in Circles, It's One Thing If We Make the Same Mistakes Every Day; We Get Burned, and Then We Get Full of Fire... Sometimes I Wanna Take a Knife and Cut Until I Blackout; To Love Is the Gravest Sin...
Now We're Standing in Our New Microcosmos, We Just Walk in Circles, It's One Thing If We Make the Same Mistakes Every Day; We Get Burned, and Then We Get Full of Fire... Sometimes I Wanna Take a Knife and Cut Until I Blackout; To Love Is the Gravest Sin...
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Now We're Standing in Our New Microcosmos, We Just Walk in Circles, It's One Thing If We Make the Same Mistakes Every Day; We Get Burned, and Then We Get Full of Fire... Sometimes I Wanna Take a Knife and Cut Until I Blackout; To Love Is the Gravest Sin...

Album by Wings of an Angel

Released 26 February 2022
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Tracklist

  • 1
    We Are All Be Born With a Disease Called Passion
    18:58
  • 2
    There Are Just So Many People in This World, Everyone Has Their Own Special Way, All the Fools in the World, Just Watch Them Walk Away
    17:00
  • 3
    Let the Curtains Fall in on Your Blood
    20:59
  • 4
    The Unsuspecting Victim That I Miss Most
    12:24
  • 5
    The Early Bird's Glimpse of the Mask Show
    14:45

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