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The Mountains Of Beyond
03:16
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It's been a long time, since we hold our hands
From the top of the world, to the furthest cave
We'll have an eternal flame
'Cause there's no wind with enough strenght
To heal our deepest scares
Let me have a chance
Realease your spirit in the ground,
because pure souls are already saved
Lead my way and hold my hand,
to see those fences we've gave away
We'll have an eternal flame
'Cause there's no wind with enough strenght
To heal our deepest scares
Let me have a chance
Hey, hey mamma ain't got no time
All my shadows are passing by
We'll never be again alone
In the mountains of beyond
We'll have an eternal flame
'Cause there's no wind with enough strenght
To heal our deepest scares
Let me have a chance
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2. |
Making History
02:39
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3. |
Howlin' At The Sea
05:01
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There's many faces around the corner
They're trying to stay alone to heal the scares
Claiming for freedom, reaching the fate
You couldn't stop them when they demand changes
Cause I'm howlin' at the sea
Feeling the wails of dead men
They've got no name
There's no escape
Eternal End
The promise died on blue words of freedom
So Ain't got no time to dry the rising dawn
Maybe real, maybe we're far
Believe in me my baby to blast the curse
Cause I'm howlin' at the sea
Feeling the wails of dead men
They've got no name
There's no escape
Eternal end
There's many faces around the corner
They're trying to stay alone to heal the scares
Claiming for freedom, reaching the fate
You couldn't stop them when they demand changes.
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4. |
Evil Way
03:39
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Along The Seas Of Mud
07:17
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Why don't we chase this cities
To blind the eyes of the world?
Why don't we start to sail
down to the river of souls?
And all my life I've been thinking
That I could raise my voice
Above the highest mountains
Along the seas of mud.
I feel cheated by my conscience
since I screamed so loud
In the rainy false night
Ain't no truth in my mind
Ain't no truth in my mind
secrets fighting together
Ain't no feelings inside
The dance, of death,
Along the seas of Mud.
I'm alive
I'm trapped on my swamp, I'm stuck under the ground
i'm sick, i'm mad and suffering spirit warfare
I think about the past along the seas of mud
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The Grave Dolls Pontevedra, Spain
Psych/Rock from Pontevedra, Spain.
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Guerrera por fin han captado la esencia de su directo en un álbum.
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Sólo por una canción como Wilda, merece la pena este disco. Muy bueno.
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Spirit Knife
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Un buen viaje
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