Blaze Bayley - Sangue & crença
Blood & Belief
Blood and belief
They take from me my blood and belief
They take from me my blood
He was once a wolf,
Roamed and never cared,
Never wished for death
Few of us can know,
With that certainty
Where we do belong
Death was always close,
But he was so alive
When he was walking out there, near the edge of life
Then the challenge began
Changing to a man
His soul was trapped inside
Ordinary man waiting for his death
The wolf lay dead inside
Death was always close,
But he was so alive
When he was walking out there, near the edge of life
They could not stand to see
A spirit roam so free
So they condemned him to their ordinary life
See the blood and belief?
Can you see the blood and belief?
As the dead shall grieve, it shall be
When you see the blood and belief
So shall it be me
Blood and belief
They take from me my blood and belief
They take from me my blood and belief
They take from me my blood and belief
They take from me my blood
He was once a wolf,
Roamed and never cared,
Never wished for death
Few of us can know,
With that certainty
Where we do belong
Death was always close,
But he was so alive
When he was walking out there, near the edge of life
They could not stand to see
A spirit roam so free
So they condemned him to their ordinary life
See the blood and belief?
Can you see the blood and belief?
As the dead shall grieve, it shall be
When you see the blood and belief
Now you see the blood and belief?
Can you see the blood and belief?
As the dead shall grieve, it shall be
When you see the blood and belief
So shall it be me
Sangue & crença
Sangue e crença
Eles tiraram de mim meu sangue e crença
Eles tiraram de mim meu sangue
Ele uma vez foi um lobo
Vagou e nunca se importou
Nunca desejou a morte
Poucos de nós podem saber
Com aquela certeza
Onde é o nosso lugar
A morte estava sempre por perto
Mas ele estava tão vivo
Quando ele estava andando lá fora,
Perto do limiar da vida
Então o desafio começou
Tornando-se um homem
Sua alma estava aprisionada por dentro
Homem comum esperando por sua morte
O lobo está morto por dentro
Eles não suportavam ver
Um espírito vagar tão livremente
Então eles o condenaram
À sua mesma vida comum
Vê o sangue e a crença?
Você pode ver o sangue e a crença?
Enquanto os mortos sofrerem, será
Quando você vir o sangue e a crença
Então serei eu
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