Слова:
Zimmer S Hole Devil S Mouth

The Devil Wins All I hear is the whisper, it's deafening Can't resist, not worth fighting my lower brain Once more I'm drawn in blindly, she calls again

you thought That's the game The blackest of holes will swallow your soul When you're down south, it's the Devil's Mouth, son The Devil's Mouth Beware

you thought That's the game The blackest of holes will swallow your soul When you're down south, it's the Devil's Mouth, son The Devil's Mouth Beware