Machiavel
Machiavel - washing their hands lyrics
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The rain is falling, Erasing all regrets, The wind is blowing again. The sun is bright, Over another shame, We dare to do the same How you feel, In a world where they have all the rights to kill, Washing their hands. Is it real? the sky is darkened by a thousand birds of steel re-intro Out of control Now what we’re going to do Playing that role again Out of control I need another clue To kill the soul of the bane How you feel, In a world where they have all the rights to kill, Washing their hands. Is it real? the sky is darkened by a thousand birds of steel So we can’t imagine That we’ll be the next I’m afraid it’s real And we still believe In the human races You know what I mean How you feel, In a world where they have all the rights to kill, Washing their hands. Is it real? the sky is darkened by a thousand birds of steel How you feel, In a world where they have all the rights to kill, Washing their hands. Is it real? the sky is darkened by a thousand birds of steel