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• Artiste: Syml
• Titre: My Four Friends
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Pure white hell, is an awesome sight With a golden crown, like a storm he rides All through the night Oh, his heavenly horn will sound Fear not my child Sing and pray 'til your lungs give out Ladies and gentlemen, my four friends Bathed in red, every child and man See his blameless sword in his righteous hand He will descend Angels screaming in pure delight Battle begins This world violently ends tonight Ladies and gentlemen, my four friends Black as coal with his scale to tell If these hungry souls can afford this bread Oh, little lambs Wide-eyed gathering for the feast Oh, what a shame My dears, you will have none to eat Ladies and gentlemen, my four friends Pale moon death knocking on my door This book says you're the last of four One of the guys You've been misunderstood for years If this is goodbye Please know there's no one else I'd rather fear Ladies and gentlemen, you can be born again Oh such a bitter end, my four friends Ladies and gentlemen, my four friends