The Beauty of Gemina - Trapped

And if your fire they are cribbing
And they take you the key
And they see you in all lost to remind
You are trapped to die
Still got your beautiful life

Hear the deamons
At the deamons night here in town
Hear the demamons
They're crying and all they can find
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And they are coming.
They're comong, they're coming through

Hear the deamons
At the deamons night they're in time
Hear the demamons
They're crying and all they can hide
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And they are coming.
They're comong, they're coming through

And if your life they are cribbing
And they take you the key
And they see you in all lost to remind
You are trapped to die
Still got your beau

You've got this beautiful life