Paroles de Enemy

A Maddel

pochette album Enemy
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I see a beast in his eyes too late.
His hand`s moving, and i know it`s my fate.
One blow and the blood forms a new line.
On the ground under the blue-blue sky.

I pray the god.
I pray the god.
I pray the god be fair to him.
And he was stronger, he used to win.
He never saw this sky, it`s not his fault.
Give him a chance, give a chance to all.

I pray the god be fair to him.
And he was stronger, he used to win.
He never saw this sky, it`s not his fault.
Give him a chance, give a chance to all.

I watched her thirsty eyes.
Her tender hands cut me like knives.
I knew she`d ruin my soul.
I gazed at the sky but saw nothing at all.

I pray the god.
I pray the god.
I pray the god be fair to him.
And he was stronger, he used to win.
He never saw this sky, it`s not his fault.
Give him a chance, give a chance to all.

I pray the god be fair to him.
And he was stronger, he used to win.
He never saw this sky, it`s not his fault.
Give him a chance, give a chance to all.

I pray the god be fair to him.
And he was stronger, he used to win.
He never saw this sky, it`s not his fault.
Give him a chance, give a chance to all.
Give him a chance, give a chance to all.
Give him a chance, give a chance to all.

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