No need to hear your voice or see your face to know that you are with me no need to kiss your lips or hold your hands to know that you can feel me
No need to hear your voice or see your face To know that you are with me No need to kiss your lips or hold your hand To know that you can feel me I know
Traduzione: Dead By Sunrise. Fuoco.
: No need to hear your voice or see your face to know that you are with me no need to kiss your lips or hold your hands to know that you can feel me
got to find a way To keep my pain from burning Down to the bone I've got to find a way To keep my pain from burning Down to the bone, to the fire When
our seige engines fire the dead bodies Onto the walls our rain of gore it falls Hearts of steel melt down Hearing nearing hell's calls Cursed by a mad
aspired to rise Seeking Messiahs that by us soon die... In the start like a cast In morality plays Our hearts wore a mask Of dead rooks in the rain The
anywhere Lest we dead or be ourselves or see ourselves as individuals So I make tracks on digital to please myself Fuck MC's that felt they're hard done by
this lost life Just going through the motions This place is dead, I think we're gonna bounce Cause we've got a lot to do before we're through Start a fire
baby, 8th Wonder of the world So let it go, let it show if you're wanting salvation At the end of a sunrise Scream it louder by the hour babe it's all
I was knockin on the door fore she hung up the phone She opened it up, grabbed me by my collar, And it was on We did some hardcore fuckin, dead in the
Bun for nothin No homeboys you come dead, well put em to rest Bumba clocks em all dead, wit two in his chest Botty bwoy you come dead, and if in all
a red glow telling of... A burning dawn! For this sunrise shall not wake you by the foul light of Christ But by Satan's fire burning in your eyes
[PART I: The Mundane World] [lead: Maglio] Day by day we follow our routines Not much changes in our lives With every dawn another sunrise A never
red glow telling of... A burning dawn! For this sunrise shall not wake you by the foul light of Christ But by Satan's fire burning in your eyes
season now change Feel the winds blowing harder, tearing my eyes By the dusk getting colder, summer now dies All alone with the midnight, embraced by fall And the fire
aspired to rise Seeking Messiahs that by us soon die In the start like a cast In morality plays Our hearts wore a mask Of dead rooks in the rain The
