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leather boots on the pavement
leather boots in the street
leather boots on the crooked pavement
leather boots in the crooked street
leather boots in the distance
marchin' to the beat
leather boots in the crooked distance
marchin' to the crooked beat
leather boots in the backyard
leather boots in the heat
leather boots in the fuckin' backyard
leather boots in the fuckin' heat
leather boots on the front step
watchin' you while you sleep
leather boots on the fuckin' front step
watchin' you while you fuckin' sleep
front row ticket to the freak show
how low can you go?
front row ticket to the freak show
leather boots on the pavement
leather boots in the street
leather boots on the crooked pavement
leather boots on the crooked street
leather boots on the pavement
leather boots in the street
leather boots on the crooked pavement
watchin' you while you fuckin' sleep
front row ticket to the freak show
how low can you go?
front row ticket to the freak show
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THAL - Under Earth
02:57
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Underneath the gallows where the blood will run into the wooden pyres
Are built on top of the foundations laid by those more civilized
Of course, the history books are written by the winners every time
The greatest mysteries have been shrouded by the murderers and the swine
Take a look at the ground and know the truth has washed away
Cities fall into the earth, they stay
What’s built tomorrow will be our final grave
The bastards lie away!!
Dig below the surface, find the implements of war
Mama’s precious baby has had his body blown up on the shore
Why do we accept directions from the tyrant’s filthy rich?
In the next election, I’ll cast my vote with two closed fists
Take a look at the ground and know the truth has washed away
Cities fall into the earth, they stay
What’s built tomorrow will be our final grave
The bastards lie away!!
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Held by the grips of winter
Bound by the dark
Hands tremble, a thunderous ring
Shadow of a life ending
Set me free when the bells of the morning ring
Sleep at the rise of the sun
Memories of the past
Celestial light guides through the gloom
Light fades darkness grows
Set me free when the bells of the morning ring
The darker the night, the brighter the stars
Take me home
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Wolftooth - Aegaeon
05:15
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AEGAEON
I HEAR THE GOD OF THUNDER
I SMELL THE COMING RAIN
THE SPELL IT PUTS YOU UNDER
BREAK FREE THESE RUSTY CHAINS
RUN FAST BUT GETTING NOWHERE
YOUR FEET SLIP UNDERNEATH
LOOK BACK AND SEE CLOUDS FORMING
NO TIME FOR RHYME OR SPEECH
LEAD ME FROM THE STORM NOW
AND TAKE ME FAR AWAY
DROWNING IN THE COLD RAIN
REACHING FOR YOU TO SAVE
THE CURRENT PULLS ME UNDER
I REACH OUT FOR YOUR HAND
YOU SLOWLY PULL ME CLOSER
SEE SHORES OF FAR OFF LANDS
BUT NOW I SLOWLY REALIZE
THE THING THAT I HOLD FAST
THE GOD OF STORMS ARISING
AS I TAKE MY LAST BREATH
LEAD ME FROM THE STORM NOW
AND TAKE ME FAR AWAY
DROWNING IN THE COLD RAIN
REACHING FOR YOU TO SAVE
AND NOW I SEE YOUR FACE
IM LOST THROUGH TIME AND SPACE
I TRAVEL UNDER SEA
TO GREET MY DESTINY
LEAD ME FROM THE STORM NOW
AND TAKE ME FAR AWAY
DROWNING IN THE COLD RAIN
REACHING FOR YOU TO SAVE
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Poste 942 - Color Of Red
03:24
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1000mods - Above179
05:41
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she finds a seat, takes a drag on a cigarette, leans back on the wall
she does her best to keep it hidden, not to be so conspicuous and all
he looks around for a ring or a man, sees neither and makes his move
before he can speak, she puts her number in his hand and says, baby, you know what to do
low lights goin' down
nobody's around
she went until the risin' of the sun
and that was how his lonely heart was won
she wags her tail, slithers like a snail over to the kitchen the next day
he's sittin' high and mighty, lookin' at his aphrodite, searchin' for the words to say
but a pain strikes his chest as he looks to the west while the words, they fade away
the mighty king is stricken by a perilous condition on a sunny summer day
low lights goin' down
nobody's around
she went until the risin' of the sun
and that was how his lonely heart was won
do it to me baby one more time, mama, do it one more time
give it to me baby one more time, mama, do it one more time
do it to me baby one more time, mama, do it one more time
low lights goin' down
nobody's around
she went until the risin' of the sun
and that was how his lonely heart was won
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THAL - Soulshank
05:55
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Red Beard Wall - Alive
04:31
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Poste 942 - Whiskey
05:43
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1000mods - On A Stone
05:25
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