, we will never turn Our eyes to the world where the pain is reality We will never see, we'll never believe Until we touch the burning sun We will never
tongue when de fire start burn De wicked dem gon melt like ? ? against sun De fire a gon burn down de 'ouse of sodom De fire a gon burn down de man we touch
telling me wrong from right?" As shadows fall like leaves in September wind We're trying to keep us warm with the ashes of our memories But when nightmares call, we
We will never turn Our eyes to the world Where the pain is reality We will never see We?ll never believe Until we touch the burning sun I feel the breeze
with an awful and night-cold anticipation. [The Emperor Koord:] General Vane, we begin the final siege of this campaign with the rising of the sun. The
Vertaling: Thunder. Tot We Touch Die brandende son.
learn We will never turn Our eyes to the world Where the pain is reality We will never see We?ll never believe Until we touch the burning sun I feel
tongue when de fire start burn De wicked dem gon melt like ?? against sun De fire a gon burn down de 'ouse of Sodom De fire a gon burn down de man we touch