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• Artiste: Fear My Thoughts
• Titre: Burning The Lamb / The Sacrifice
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The golden roofs I see below in the dead of the night are passing by Like my last hint of hope My wings spread wide carrying me through the air My every night's dream and soon a nightmare Never had I seen waterfalls Just tales of some memories How can it be that life just don't make me curious How I become what I'm meant to be How can it be that life makes no sense to none of us How do I become what is meant for me? And we fear the end so we burn the lamb A thousand days to spend in herds but we're alone So we turn to sand and the time will bend Our suffering till the end and we all die alone Never has light come through those clouds unnatural air that we would breathe But we live in peace still that don't seem to be good enough Gave up hope that it's worth to believe We die in peace still that don't seem to be good enough I wanna believe that it's worth to bleed And we fear the end so we burn the lamb A thousand days to spend in herds but we're alone So we turn to sand and the time will bend Our suffering till the end and we all die alone