The winds of grace inside of me have turned their directions to set me free Hidden powers are now reborn I am immortal, will present you my storm! Go
Übersetzung: Dark Age. Storm.
and the shit they did I was at unimpressionable age through a faze An unmentionable stage deranged full of rage Walking through life in a haze with dark
age of confusion an urge, the weakness and flooy since aeons emerged, Created life in fetters from cradle to grave A future in darkness with mankind enslaved
Death That Now Marks You Life That Slowly Pass Away Screams of Fear Dismembering The Wind Helpless Souls Drowning In Pain But Storms of Dawn, A new Age
And fall like meteorite, to spread the self-sacrifice Instill like these parasites, in drug bites Prescribe a mind of 360 degree fahrenheit In the dark
leave the print from the heater grip in yo palm then yo heart rate and breathing drag back to normal as you realize these niggas just goin' to the store
fading sun you will await the new age Earthlings behold The birth of a new dawn, the sign of damnation The rage of magic thunder The storms of magic
The terror of the dark age That sleeps in warrior's heart Resurges from our blood's memory To invoke our life's quintessence Come forth, Bestial darkness
obliques [Chorus] [Vado:] Hermes belt with a H buckle Beige bubble, stopping at her waist as she waits for you Stray bubble but her quiet storm like a tre muffle Age
get get get down, the rhythm must come to such When it's time to bust, and all the mortals lay crushed... Dark sun will get darker 'Cause I existed in
your age So the remains, and it ain?t even how That Verizon flow, are you hearin? me now? Word to Wasalu, they was sayin? my future was dark I had the
this is an album which shows The Cat Empire at their very best, right now. In an age when so much of selling music seems to be about celebrity and fashion
flexing my obliques [Chorus] [Vado] Hermes belt with a H buckle beige bubble, stopping at her waist as she waits for you stray bubble but her quiet storm like a tre muffle age
Aphelion Deserts A chaos born from solar winds For these storms are known to me The stars thirst for darkness The Aphelion Deserts This, the foremost
'd like to be someone else Older than Kosciusko Driven back to Alice Springs Endless storm and struggle Marks the spirit of the age High up in the homelands
