Since the time of the ancients When gladiators fought Turning movements of action to passion Their life was a game See the blood of the bodies Spilling
there you will find: - There is no way out! Demons with a thousand eyes: - Look at me and cast your spell!... We're dreaming of Paradise While we stay
Traduzione: Creek. Paradise.
: Since the time of the ancients When gladiators fought Turning movements of action to passion Their life was a game See the blood of the bodies Spilling
after midnight's glow and morning's glood has settled in its self-inflicted sence of self-loathing waking up from the longest dream where we're all running
