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By Angra, I can't see you mama
But I can hardly wait
Oh to
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By Angra, You live in a world that is just
Way too strange
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By Angra, An eagle breaks the silence
And overflies the field
My eyes will
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By Angra, [When he wakes up, two Muslims men are carrying him
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By Angra, The sun rises over the tide
Waves breaking over the rocks
Again
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By Angra, Never Understand
[Matos, Bittencourt]
White gold, a morning came
Sunny cold, reflecting light
Unknown
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By Angra, White gold, a morning came
Sunny cold, refecting light
Unknown
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By Angra, [While he is burying his wife and children,
the widower
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By Angra, Long ago, the same sky above;
"It's lonesome when the sun
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By Angra, Somehow I know
The things are gonna change
New boundaries on the
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By Angra, Painkiller
[Judas Priest cover]
Faster than a bullet
Terrifying scream
Enraged and full of
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By Angra, Since the time of the ancients
When gladiators fought
Turning movements of
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By Angra, Home you go tonight
To break the sound of tears
Life’s fading
To
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By Angra, We're armed and ready to attack
To strike the city of
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By Angra, Awaken the crystal bells of sorrow
caught ourselves pretending our frustrations
were
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By Angra, Nights can easily go
The morning sun, a lover so
A cup
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By Angra, Rainy clouds covered up the sunny sky
now I know I'll
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By Angra, Cooling breeze from a summer day
Hearing echoes from your heart
Learning
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By Angra, When the brave fought
On the land of freedom for
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By Angra, Wishing to be dead when hope is gone
Depreciating life when
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By Angra, Been here for so long
On the morrow I'll dare
Silent and
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By Angra, Been here for so long
On the morrow I'll dare
Silent and
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By Angra, Look at my face
Scars won’t deny
Alone again
I start to cry
Staring
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By Angra, Speed, run the thoughts inside your brain
Try to catch them
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By Angra, [The crusader meets a Jewish Rabin;
an old blind oracle
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By Angra, [The Shadow Hunter starts a new religion,
gathering people around
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By Angra, Stand away the dreaded burning life
Will leave its mark
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By Angra, Streets Of Tomorrow
[Matos]
Days of pounding emptiness
Just so far away, no
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By Angra, Across the ages the world has been
Changing, it’s drifting in
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By Angra, [On a brothel-tavern, a gypsy prostitute sees in the eyes
