Paroles Retchting Blessed Sky de Almost Saint

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Textes et Paroles de Retchting Blessed Sky



In the street of rebellion
I'm coming for the final battle
Where no one's looking back
everyone's eyes are burning in red fire
I see the tired sun is just becoming black
We hold our hands up
And create the retching blessed sky

In our pain, with our pain
we drown the sky

In the street of rebellion
We're coming for the final battle
Where every men and their
wives are ready for all sacrifice
Just with our pain, OK maybe
with some bills, but we will win
I see the tired sun is just becoming black
We hold our hands up
and create the retching sky

We're going on the way
And see the falling stars
The retching blessed sky is
waiting for the finishing stroke

We're going on the way
like demonic people
And We'll be
without pain the hell will bloom

In our pain, with our pain
we drown the sky

In the street of rebellion
we're coming back from thewon battle
And those men who're looking back
see the drowned, blessed, black

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