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Inglese
Inglese
Eyes black, big paws and
It's poison and
It's blood
And big fire, big burn
Into the ashes
And no return
We took you out
From your mother’s womb
Our temple, your tomb
Can be your pick
Not pawned
The poisonous blood
We've been calling
Black paw who’s soaring
We go out in the morning
Down the trail
To somewhere
You are the sound that I hear
You are the sound that I hear
We are not standing
We are falling
Pubblicato da 
oniaina 2015-07-10
oniaina 2015-07-10Diritti d'autore:
Writer(s): Karin Elizabeth Dreijer Andersson, Christoffer John Berg, Peder Maans Mannerfelt, Graciela Lourdes Zavala Lilianna, Van Rivers
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