: You think you were earning Burning the church of your god You were yearning Learning the birth of your dirt Did you think you earned it Burning your
You think you were earning Burning the church of your god You were yearning Learning the birth of your dirt Did you think you earned it Burning your
Tradução: El Encuentro. Hasta a los espíritus tienen miedo.
So I called up the Captain, 'Please bring me my wine' He said,'We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine' And still those voices are
