The flavor the sand of a past event
the pain and madness of every little thing
there is nothing to loss, she is so far away
the longest day of every one
sand and blood, pain and pleasure
What i am waiting maybe is too risk
but the prize is so good, this is the moment
too lost everything or win a little
I hope the rain fade me away
from you and the wind make the
pain lees for me
Give me blood give me the tools to
fight every little thing in this world
i promise I will find you
and finish with you
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