Paroles officielles de la chanson «Lucienne» : Tiamat

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Paroles officielles de la chanson "Lucienne"

Dead angels are our friends
May the demons smile again
And may our virtue be superior
Judge and jury, who's to blame?
And in the end it's all the same
Rusty ruins with gold exterior
Like quivers hung from clouds of gray
You're getting yourself in our way
I turn the other cheek another day
Lucienne
Burn for me
In a fire of a million degrees
Burn for me
In a fire of a million degrees
Break down what stands before us
Genocides and Exodus
Folklore of a bleeding Nazarene
A paradise of parasites
Moth holes in wings of white
Hollow psalms of miracles unseen
Like quivers hung from clouds of gray
You're getting yourself in our way
I turn the other cheek another day
Lucienne
Burn for me
In a fire of a million degrees
Burn for me
In a fire of a million degrees
We are stillborn before the equinox of the Gods
And we shall rise from the sound of whipping rods
Yeah, we shall rise from the sound of whipping rods
Lucienne
Burn for me
In a fire of a million degrees
In a fire of a million degrees
Lucienne
Burn for me
In a fire of a million degrees
Burn for me
In a fire of a million degrees
Lucienne
Burn for me
In a fire of a million degrees
Lucienne
Burn for me
In a fire of a million degrees

 
 


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