I use the deadwood to make the fire rise The blood of innocence burning in the skies I filled my cup with the rising of the sea And poured it out in an
I used the deadwood to make the fire rise The blood of innocence burning in the skies I filled my cup with the rising of the sea And poured it out in
And the air was alive With piercing sound And burning skies The horror did me good The magic was on my side And hot and cold ideas Were running onto
the flow of life i'm not giving up the fight five days a week i'm in my cell from the tube to the cube to the underground under neon skies here i am,
Traduction: Linkin Park. Burning In The Skies.
in the flow of life i'm not giving up the fight five days a week i'm in my cell from the tube to the cube to the underground under neon skies here i am
I use the deadwood to make the fire rise The blood of innocence burning in the skies I filled my cup with the rising of the sea And poured it out in
: I use the deadwood to make the fire rise The blood of innocence burning in the skies I filled my cup with the rising of the sea And poured it out in
I use the dead would to make the fire rise The blood of innocence burning in the skies I filled my cup with the rising of the sea And poured it out
Forlorn skies their blank eyes stare into a forlorn sky disgraceful figures stumble through the mists sons of their nations, lost generation a tragedy
forlorn skies their blank eyes stare into a forlorn sky disgraceful figures stumble through the mists sons of their nations, lost generation a tragedy
for the taste Take me farther fuck me harder Give me drugs and go away Walk on, walk on... All the restless nights demons we have fed All the reckless hearts burning
And fires are keeping the light Burn, my friend... And the sign of humanity is burning tonight I can't escape from this ritual silence Humanity's burning
love she throws me Like a rubber ball Oh, oh oh, the sweetest thing She won't catch me Or break my fall Oh, oh oh, the sweetest thing Baby got blue skies
love she throws me like a rubber ball Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing She won't catch me or break my fall Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing Baby's got blue skies
she throws me like a rubber ball Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing But she won't catch me or break my fall Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing Baby's got blue skies
'm not sleeping. Oh, no, no. If you should ask then maybe They tell you what I would say. True colors fly in blue and black, bruised silken skies and burning
