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Black the Night

God Unlimited
Lingua: Inglese


God Unlimited


Blue is the sky up above
Burnt orange, the color of our love
Streaks of yellow paints our sight
Warm is the night, warm the night

Soft touch of gold in the sky
Silhouetted mountains that cry
Lines of soldiers made to fight
Cold is the night, cold the night

A lonely desert tree far away
White clouds, now it’s turnin’ gray
Blood is the color of our light
Black is the night, black the night

Lonely women now weep in plight
Afraid of the blackness of the night
Burnt orange-black mixed with red
Men are dead, men are dead

The long night is now turning day
We pass by, heads turned away
Streams of red paint our flight
Still black the night, black the night



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