The winds of grace inside of me have turned their directions to set me free Hidden powers are now reborn I am immortal, will present you my storm! Go
Traduction: Dark Age. Storm.
get get get down, the rhythm must come to such When it's time to bust, and all the mortals lay crushed... Dark sun will get darker 'Cause I existed in
and ten counts of treason They can pass judgements while I plead Ignorance self defense dollars pounds and pence Because we live inside the age feelings
of my age, Always there beside me, everything forgave; Held me as a father, showing me the way, There can be no greater love; No fear did he have before the storm
now gettin dark to them Tore they body all up, ain't no chalkin em Too sharp for them, move out in the dark on em These Illadel foul streets what I'm
, battle, whom write the remedy Voice maleficence, slingin like Yosemite Benevolance versus malevolance You represent irrelevance We're heaven sent elegance! Telling tales with a dark age
my obliques [Chorus] [Vado:] Hermes belt with a H buckle Beige bubble, stopping at her waist as she waits for you Stray bubble but her quiet storm like a tre muffle Age
storms, times of no remorse, I am the bearer of true darkness, behold what this sign enshrines, Prophet of pure genocide, embattled, this age is mine.
this is an album which shows The Cat Empire at their very best, right now. In an age when so much of selling music seems to be about celebrity and fashion
flexing my obliques [Chorus] [Vado] Hermes belt with a H buckle beige bubble, stopping at her waist as she waits for you stray bubble but her quiet storm like a tre muffle age
Aphelion Deserts A chaos born from solar winds For these storms are known to me The stars thirst for darkness The Aphelion Deserts This, the foremost
and the shit they did I was at unimpressionable age through a faze An unmentionable stage deranged full of rage Walking through life in a haze with dark
'd like to be someone else Older than Kosciusko Driven back to Alice Springs Endless storm and struggle Marks the spirit of the age High up in the homelands
to be someone else Older than Kosciuszko, driven back to Alice Springs Endless storm and struggle, marks the spirit of the age High up in the homelands