. Will I ever be the same? Free me from this crying shame, Hey, you won't find me. I'll, I'll hide 'till the end of all days. I still don't know what
Will I ever be the same? Free me from this crying shame, Hey, you won't find me. I'll, I'll hide 'till the end of all days. I still don't know what happened
Tradução: Rabia. Fin de todos los días.
I ever be the same? Free me from this crying shame, Hey, you won't find me. I'll, I'll hide 'till the end of all days. I still don't know what happened
rage Took it's course through the hands of the son Revenge for all time The world is at war leaving all fault behind And I ask so Is this the end for
through the hands of the Son Repent for all time The world is at war leaving all fault behind So Is this the end for us my friend? So Is this the end
troublesome kid Looking up to all the gangsters and the shit they did I was at unimpressionable age through a faze An unmentionable stage deranged full of rage
you a part of me Inside From my rising dreams. And fly, fly on my cold Fly for my life Deceive me again Change, change other thoughts Rule all my days Until the end
not Free Abandon all hope who enter here Enter the gates, Charon awaits Abandon all hope who enter here For this is where all things are left behind
I learned to mute the anger I never thought I would be there again A moment, a dead end I lost myself in here I ran as I saw the end Should I've joined
Anticipation running high The Norns are counting numbered days Hear the war-cry rise See the Valkyries ride! They meet upon this hallowed field Now the end
life - Spilling on myself - Demise of our days - When he was gone Fucking control - From friends I know - Take down my space - When I'm in rage It's nothing
in the days with my cassette player, tape in the radio y'all!!!} (Where are they now?) {Your man Nas, I asked y'all where they at? The pioneers I got
: Ride, Ride, Ride, Ride Up From Hell Armed with magic sons of demons and men This song of greeting written for your tragic end. So long our stride the
