20/01/10

Boa letra para musica METAL

Passa de fado a metal num piscar de olhos.

People washing in the river
What jars with your ax
The boards of my coffin.
There may be people you defend
Who buys your sacred ground
But your life does not.

I went to the Round Table
I drank in bowl that hides me
A kiss from hand to hand.
It was the wine you gave me
Pure water, wild fruit
But your life does not.

Aromas of heather and mud
I slept in bed with them
I had the same condition.
People, people, I belong
You gave me the heights of incense,
But your life does not.

People washing in the river
What jars with your ax
The boards of my coffin.
There may be people you defend
Who buys your sacred ground
But your life does not.

Alguém do metal que pegue nesta letra sff.
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