Life Birth Blood Doom

Zakk Wylde & Black Label Society

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I walk through fire, i feel no pain
Fields of war which fuel my veins
In the end, son, i was once like you
Cut me child, you'll see i bleed
Scars of black which help me see
In the end, son, i was once like you

Life, birth, blood, doom
The hole in the ground is comin' round soon
Life birth blood doom
The hole in the ground is comin' round, comin' round soon

Fields of death, the rotted womb
Hates we chase of a blessed doom
In the end, son, i was once like you
The ashes that fly, the skin which burns
Kill all you can, refuse to learn
In the end, son, i was once like you

Life, birth, blood, doom
The hole in the ground is comin' round soon
Life birth blood doom
The hole in the ground is comin' round, comin' round soon

Life, birth, blood, doom
The hole in the ground is comin' round soon
Life birth blood doom
The hole in the ground is comin' round, comin' round soon

Composición: Black Label Society / Zakk Wylde · ¿Ese no es el compositor? Avísanos.
Enviada por João
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