you so much One final breath between you and I One final test when I looked into your eyes This is what you left all I am inside With one final breath
Traduction: Présence. Un Final Breath.
much [Chorus] One final breath between you and I one final test when I looked into your eyes this is what you left all I am inside with one final breath
expect Too much, as all seems lost, When the worls finally says give up. From the dark wind wept streets, I see a glimmer of Light, of hope, a presence
of brown Black hearted, black beard on the briney deep Or the family outcast you call the black sheep Days of black plague - draw your final breath Heading
the suffering And the pain of ripping flesh But those who did were damned in hell And breathed their final breath One thousand days One thousand
the suffering And the pain of ripping flesh But those who did were damned in hell And breathed their final breath One thousand days One thousand years
on mine, one last time, and kiss me goodbye. Take the love inside my mind, before I die. Place your hand on mine, one last time, and kiss me goodbye
just keep breathing You will take care of this spinning sphere I'll disappear and see you in the mirror Place your hand on mine one last time and kiss
me, but it wasn't a dream One vision was of life, the other was death And life didn't give a *** if death took your last breath So you burn in my pit
[Chorus 2X: sample] "One two three Let me you, if you ready for me, lord" [Verse 1] It's the infinite connect Respect what you see as if you praise Donald
[Music & lyrics : Abate, Blachier, Canavaggia, Cozzi, Lavail] Feel my breath on your neck Running down on your spine. Unhealthy presence is wrapping
no one's winning You do what you can, this is what they believe Road mutants crushing all, they rise While others fall, laughing in your faces They smell like death, so hold your breath
, gentle beauty bright Thou who I've given breath my soul has broke You had authority but not the right Could I but see the lips that dare not breathe
and death Mortal troops march toward us They will struggle in vain War inventions, toys of war We're above your tiny games I am death, your final breath I'm the one
, gentle beauty bright Thou who I?ve given breath my soul has broke You had authority but not the right Could I but see the lips that dare not breathe
Gul-Kothoth with a chilling finality. Vast siege engines and powerful ballistae were hauled inexorably into position, alongside a battery of katapelte and petrobolos. The one
