- Votes:
 - Composers:
 - Maurice Ernest Gibb
 - Robin Hugh Gibb
 - Barry Alan Gibb
 
- See also:
 
Front 242 - Tragedy lyrics
With that skill that was hers alone 
 she drove her clutches into me I was dumbfounded 
 she was hungry, she required me entirely 
 all that's left is here to remain 
 it's a dull and cruel pain 
 that passes the ages unaltered her scent is in my heart 
 I still feel disemboweled 
 I clearly retain 
 a planet 
 the void 
 the sore in my sole, the mark in my heart, her acid reign 
 hot sun, blood sun, maybe I should start to run 
 hot sun, blood sun, maybe I should start to run 
 the sore in my sole, the mark in my heart, her acid reign 
red rover, red rover send David right over Front 242 - Tragedy - http://motolyrics.com/front-242/tragedy-lyrics.html
 and that voice 
 that was hers alone 
 still resounds in me 
 she left me dislocated 
 shes devoured me and ditching her enemies in my heart 
 she's inspired in me an acute sense of treachery 
 hot sun, blood sun, maybe I should start to run 
 hot sun, blood sun, maybe I should start to run 
 I clearly retain 
 maybe I should start to run 
 a planet 
 maybe I should start to run 
 the void 
 guts and bloods and needed action stands around 
 her acid reign









