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"O anjo da morte...Anda por aí a esvoaçar...E para tua sorte...Uma nova viagem vais iniciar...Aceita a tua condição...Não tentes escapar...Dá-lhe a tua mão...E o teu respirar"

segunda-feira, 12 de março de 2012

Hollow.

Essa letra

Bom... essa letra mando em homenagem à "irmãos" que cairam, mas caíram com o machado na mão, braços fortes e a espada erguida. No futuro nos encontraremos na terra dos guerreiros, relembraremos de batalhas e aventuras, em uma terra em que a honra é o mais importante, honra e irmandade. Futuramente nos veremos irmãos de guerra, de confiança e de memórias. 

 

Hollow

What's left inside him?
Don't he remember us?
Can't he believe me?
We seemed like bothers
Talked for hours last month
About what we wanna be
I sit now with his hand in mine
But I know he can't feel...

(chorus) No one knows
What's done is done
It's as if he were dead

I'm close with his mother
And she cries endlessly
Lord how we miss him
At least what's remembered
It's so important to make best friends in life
But it's hard when my friend sits with blank expressions

(chorus) No one knows
What's done is done
It's as if he were dead

He as hollow as I alone now

He as hollow as I alone
A shell of my friend
Just flesh and bone
There's no soul
He sees no love
I shake my fists at skies above
Mad at God

He as hollow as I converse
I wish he'd waken from this curse
Hear my words before it's through
I want to come in after you
My best friend

He as hollow as I alone.

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