Evolution - The dance Lyrics

The dance
And all the waiting time to come,
everyone is calm.
Only hours of waiting to explode,
only hope.
There has cavalry and neither has a father baron
pra save the situation.
Only the waiting time to dance.
The macabre dance of blue pigs

The drop, the beats, the spits, the maltrata.
The drop, the beats, the spits, the maltrata.
The drop, the hits, spits, the maltrata.
The fall ...

There are his sons, or their relatives,
but are their brothers and also enemies.

The drop, the beats, the spits, the maltrata.
The drop, the beats, the spits, the maltrata.
The drop, the hits, spits, the maltrata.
The fall ...

The drop, the beats, the spits, the maltrata.
The drop, the beats, the spits, the maltrata.
The drop, the hits, spits, the maltrata.
The fall ...
The fall ...
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