The Fall
The Fall - R.o.d. songtekst
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It's approaching 600 pounds gas and flesh Robes in tatters It's approaching Lips and tongue abhorrent Flickering lexicon Or a stray dog pack leader Hide hide, all good people hang out for a result Hide dive hide, reasonable people in silence do exult Realm of dusk The Northerns Look at the North ones Their brains are unhinged by the sun Rare stone Our [faeces/faces] are rare stone It comes to take them Move out the armies
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Taal: Engels
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- Land: Verenigd Koninkrijk
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Deze songtekst wordt hier getoond met toestemming van de Federatie van Muziekauteurs en Uitgevers (Femu).