ways No sympathy is what I yield, my anger knows no bounds With every bit of my strength left, I will fight, for what's mind is mine No sympathy is what I
evil ways No sympathy is what I yield, my anger knows no bounds With every bit of my strength left, I will fight for what's mind is mine No sympathy is what I
Перевод: Боже упаси. Определение Часть I.
