Testi:
Mirrors The Martyr S Kiss

She was so high and nice So young so proud to fly She came suddenly with a smile Gave a kiss, closed her eyes And she went by I'll wait for you, for

tyranny; The revolution has arrived to turn his face around And see it's covered with the blood of martyrs' innocent sedation, With a kiss the child is

Escalade It's gruel for the food fight and foreign aid Bream ?em down and build ?em back up with what you throw away Administering band aids on amputated limbs Kissing

of Tyranny, The revolution has arrived to turn his face around And see it's covered with the blood of martyrs' Innocent sedation, With a kiss the

But there's a huge interference, they're saying' you shouldn't hear it Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit Maybe it's beautiful