One, two, three, four Take on all the crimes I have committed Take on all the crimes I now admitted And give me a new heart and a new spirit Oh, you take no pleasure in the death of anyone
Come remove the heart of stone from my body Come remove the mask, it made me so ugly Burn the page that caught me in the wrong story Oh, you take no pleasure in the death of anyone
Come from the four winds, breath Breathe on these dead
Tear out all the lies and thoughts that haunt me Tear down all the walls they build to stop me And give me a new heart and a new spirit Oh, you take no pleasure in the death of anyone
Come from the four winds, breath Breathe on these dead
So that they come to life So that they come to life So that they come to life So that they come to life So that they come to life So that they come to life So that they come to life So that they come to life
Come from the four winds, breath Breathe on these dead
Come from the four winds, breath Breathe on these deadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
