29 acessos
Have the people went to the high hill?
From the start they didn't know exactly what it was
When their game made it so oh look alike, look alike
Underneath the grass will grow aiming at the sky
It was swift, it was just another wave of a miracle
But no one, nothing at all, will go for the kill
If they called on every soul, on the land, on the moon
Only them, what they know blessing in this curse
The curse will come from the underground down by the shore
Where all grow even hunger to live like before
The curse will come from the underground down by the shore
Where all grow even hunger to live like before
Tell me more of the very soul, look alike, look alike.
Do you know this tangled hope covering their eyes?
If I call on every soul on the land, on the moon
Tell me if I'll ever know a blessing in this curse
The curse will come from the underground down by the shore
Where all grow even hunger to live like before
The curse will come from the underground down by the shore
Where all grow even hunger to live like before