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• Artiste: Mars Volta (The)
• Titre: Lucro Sucio
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Rings of seven You tied us down Then lit sixty barrels to burn remains In search of a haven We stormed it for you but your family of thieves have never known of repent This I know This I know This I know This I know If you believe in the outlands we roam Don't tangle your feet with spiders that molt The quick of my blade to the choke in your throat When least you expect it The further I'll get To a hole in your heart Where God's never slept This I know Do you believe in the outlands we roam The filthiest lucre lies in the unknown We can hide in the hills till our blood runs cold The torment I chase weeping nitroglycerin I've seeded the ground with my rifle lies faith This I know Yes I believe in the outlands we roam Cazadora Como brillas Agua negra Almas perdidas Cazadora Como brillas Agua negra Almas perdidas Better believe we're going to find you Before the night is through And all we ever wanted was one last chance Oh yeah But for all we really know we've been buried since the beginning The glow in the water The hum of the dead The labyrinth we're lost in The gold that you crave burnt offerings I'm burnt offerings Burn my offerings Do you accept? I'm burnt offerings Burn my offerings This I know This I know This I know This I know