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Black Sunday

Mephistofeles
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Mephistofeles

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Testo e musica / Lyrics and music / Paroles et musique / Sanat ja sävel:
Mephistofeles
Album: Whore





In attesa del black Monday (o black Minday ?) ecco il terzo della serie della band metallara argentina Mephistofeles
It's getting dark and the lights outside, show me something
I see you as my eyes go blind, lights are softly
I hear you as you are talking by, your words mean nothing
I wonder how are you still alive, in this black Sunday.

Across the hills and the seven seas, I look for nothing
My mind was settled as the holy skies, a black sun rises
A deathless body just wakes again, dying softly
I don't know how are you still alive, in this black Sunday.

It's getting hot in the summertime, at least it's something
My eyes go blind as a black sun rises, lifeless morning
I realise you are talking dead, your life means nothing
I wonder how are you still alive, lifeless morning.

Contributed by Riccardo Gullotta - 2019/11/30 - 16:52




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