fear All the beauty I see It won't last eternally No more beauty to see And the world is empty Time goes on and on And my life is empty The wind covers
Tradução: Dark at Dawn. Vaciar.
The mist covers the trees and flowers With wet eyes I stand here and stare Alone I'll find my way in the darkness Longing to fly through the air The
down in my soul now and forever. A candle for the dark, I need you Here with me, A story with an unexpected end. The morning plane, Through empty doors
pain In dark lowland that set bad blood in veins Burning, like penal fires roused to strain The jagged-toothed skyline braced with crosses The golden dawn
Leaving at dawn to beat the traffic, do you remember that too? Curled asleep on the back seat, do you remember that too? The soundless dark, the empty
a scean, she looked at me, has the world has the world crumbled at her feet? Now words can't explain it, finger prints and empty caseings now the reepers at my dawn
dawn in the hacienda Up to Boot Hill they'd like to send ya Billy, don't you turn your back on me. Playin' around with some sweet senorita Into her dark
who might hear my song Brought to you by the northern wind have no fear Though the night may seem so everlasting and forever dark There will come a golden dawn At
the old heartland "corporate greed and chemicals are killin' the land" Next mornin' Sun was up at dawn She looked around and Earth was gone Dark visions
die when the bullets start to fly Let em dry till da ambulance pick there ass up Man down (aeeeh) Some body got hit Them niggas can't do it empty out
m tellin you right now your not gonna like it Cause if I get pushed over the edge then I'm pullin you with me You poke a stick at a pitbull you get bit
are shadows hanging over you I know you wish that you could see beyond But it's always darkest before the dawn Love at the speed of light comes on the darkest
in my soul now and forever. A candle for the dark, I need you Here with me, A story with an unexpected end. The morning plane, Through empty doors a
deep down in my soul Now and forever, a candle for the dark I keep you here with me A story with an unexpected end The morning plane Flew empty towards
smash hit Wit my Uncle Run, boy Word? Ain't he a Reverend now, collectin' plates At churches and shit like that? He's spittin' flames right now, baby He at
wisdom scratched into the door You can almost taste the emptiness Hung inside her tallow dress Can the darkness be as empty as it seems When the factories at
