Orquídea Negra - Meeting The Fear Тексты

Meeting The Fear

In a cold street
I see your eyes of blood
And I always wait for your deadly call
He took my soul and he mades me cry

Now you and me are getting close to feel
The air is heavy the pain is close
He got no mercy he likes to kill
'Cause we had no hopes
'Cause we had no faith

There's no way to escape of the evil call
Please my Lord have mercy and kill me now

In the night he cames to touch my soul
He talks me lies and he wearing black
And he talked with me about my sign
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