já estás a abusar
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o que escreve bem sou eu, não és tu
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tears of god : jared faren

the white sky, the black clouds / the tears of god come raining down / upon my face from in my soul / the dark, the fear, i take my role // the fallen trees and barren sea / the dust of man raging wildly / into my skin i feel it sting / my bone, my blood, my meat i leave // take my tears / don't let me cry / oh sulking mountain / make me rise / above myself / until i fly / above the trees / of weeping leaves // the cold soul, the dark eyes / the body burns to ashes dried / upon the shore, the sea she cries / the winds and sand and stone allied // the wet blaze, the water dry / the bloody tears of all mankind / down the cheeks of every soul / the dust and ash, the ebb and flow // take my tears / don't let me cry / oh sulking mountain / make me rise / above myself / until i fly / above the trees / of weeping leaves // the cold soul, the dark eyes / the body burns to ashes dried / into my skin i feel it sting / my bone, my blood, my meat i leave // take my tears / don't let me cry / oh sulking mountain / make me rise / above myself / until i fly / above the trees / of weeping leaves // the white sky, the black clouds / the tears of god come raining down