Bedövande vackert
Jag hittade den här låten via Marcus Birros blogg och blev helt knockad. Så vackert.
Jag var tvungen att försöka ta ut texten, men vet inte riktigt om jag lyckades. För jag förstår inte.
Men vad gör det? När Freddie sjunger så går orden rakt in ändå...
Flow my ashes
(Snell/Wadling)
We are like garbage of time
and we are senseless as we drive
Not like your old frigid whine
If we're here we'll make it fine
If it comes out the way we trust
like a scared old fatal lust
It's a way to shut it out
Fortunes see what it is about
We are the hearts of recycled fate
like ghosts in this united state
Always lost in something great
We'll have to taste it while we wait
Oh mister ruler of the world
you are the worst they ever heard
And while you persecute your dream
we are sunburned by your gleam
Flow my ashes slowly
Flow my ashes slow
Flow my ashes slowly
Flow my ashes slow
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