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By Hocico, Our dommed empire's in decay
the silent man cast us away
from
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By Hocico, Innocently they got there
On that night of rage
Through their pores
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By Hocico, Dream hunters have found out you
you don't want to run
thieves
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By Hocico, You think it's time for being brave
you think you're saved
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By Hocico, Accelerated dream
that deafens me
when it crashes in my ear
it's an
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By Hocico, Purify my flesh
anything would be cure
crucify this flesh
nail my skin
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By Hocico, Gritos reprimidos queriendo escapar
Dentro de pulmones de una vil realidad
Maldigo
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By Hocico, I can hear the call
Of your instincts they are low
This
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By Hocico, The music her hair used to make goes with the
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By Hocico, Aflicción por no saber
cuando llegara el ocaso
las almas ríen
y el
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By Hocico, Turn on your senses with the last moonlight tear
let out
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By Hocico, Inmaculado silencio de dios
Queriéndome entender
Desquiciado silencio interior
Buscándome en el ayer
Alterados
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By Hocico, Salgo de casa buscando ser complacido
quiero alguien que me haga
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By Hocico, Here lie I paralyzed waiting for...the end.
Feeling again this stupid
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By Hocico, Be carefull walk on the line or it can bite
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By Hocico, Fatten those tender lambs
'till they're ready
to be brought forth
into the
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By Hocico, Paint again without colors
Drawling lines is not enough
All your acts
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By Hocico, One scream awakes the beast,
your plea will denied
I can smell
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By Hocico, Rise from deep wounds
From the wounds of the past
The gray
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By Hocico, Dream hunters have found out youyou don't want to run
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By Hocico, I'm taking flight I know how they feel,I feel their
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By Hocico, Gods were watching in the distancethe killing of their sons
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By Hocico, Wind touches my face blowing slowly it's coldnessMy soul has
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By Hocico, You think it's time for being braveyou think you're saved
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By Hocico, Lazos torcidos de sangre, almas torcidas del errorque ansían y
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By Hocico, It's opened my mouth though it has been always muteone
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By Hocico, No one can stop you you wanna be there in
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By Hocico, Here into my conscience, the battle comeshere into night silence,
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By Hocico, He?s lived in the land of lieshe?s lived in the
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By Hocico, Blind steps far awayare getting closer slowly comingWhen, no matter,