Paroles:
La Crus Se

Se smettessi di pensare alla musica ti parlerei piu di quanto non faccia ti ascolterei in silenzio dire ogni cosa senza prendere tutto come fosse un

: Se smettessi di pensare alla musica ti parlerei piu di quanto non faccia ti ascolterei in silenzio dire ogni cosa senza prendere tutto come fosse

Young men, soldiers, nineteen fourteen Marching through countries they'd never seen Virgins with rifles, a game of charades All for a children's crusade

[Lyrics Dmitry Basik, Alex Vertel] In cold ground here I lay, Here for hundreds years I stayed, In black raven lived my soul, And in streams my blood

Talks about it all the time It's a sickness he says So sure all the time He hates it And I honestly believe him So sure all the time Maybe the one who

The Holy Ghost can't save you anymore Your soul's condemned to burn in Hell Damned for all time So spoke the noble one He convinced us all, he is a gifted

Vedrai, vedrai che sarai anche tu anche tu legato come me ad un soldo e a questo circo di cani pronto a scendere tra chi innocente non e Vedrai, vedrai

The men and their mysteries do promise a proud grave The gods to preserve The bounty of souls to save Telling kids this life, it?s not important Telling

One day a blaze will shine upon this earth And all we know will be taken away One night they will come from beyond Invaders of the darkest crusade Death