Cuidado con las armas que las karga el dyablo, Nueve, doble m, 30-30,3-57, escopetas no te metas somos peligrosos y aqui andamos ?trucha! Las armas las
: Cuidado con las armas que las karga el dyablo, Nueve, doble m, 30-30,3-57, escopetas no te metas somos peligrosos y aqui andamos ?trucha! Las armas
It must be strange to just fall from the stage And snap a bone that is so close to the brain And be attended to by so many down below I saw a doctor tie
You see crow of one, Bad Crow of two, Mirth You see crow of three, Wed Crow of four, Birth You see crow of five, Rich Crow of six, Theif You see crow
Crow Jane, Crow Jane Crow Jane, Crow Jane Crow Jane, ah hah huh Well, horrors in her head That her tongue dare not name She lives 'lone by the river
Somewhere on a lonely muddy country road I heard your song, crow, for the first time Somewhere in the distance wicked, black and low Made me feel as I
I am the black crow king I am the black crow king The Keeper of the nodding corn All the hammers are a-talking, all the nails are a-singing So sweet
Capture your souls with a vengeful fist I will hunt down and conquer Send your best to the grave For your crime I've suffered I lurk in the shadows Entombed
Let the steel be my Christ Let the blood create the path Ignored like the dead pigeon gutted by the cat Impregnated our babies with psychosis and lamb
Blackie / Big Boss Once a long time ago they lived, somewhere . . . IA'm drawing back the dark curtain of Time, over the land ancient and lost, forgotten
carried out the sound past our eyes horizon I'm standing still waiting for this all to change now my hands are up and I'm walking out What do you expect
Crow jane crow jane crow jane Horrors in her head That her tongue dare not name She lives alone by the river The rolling rivers of pain Crow jane crow
Once a long time ago they lived somewhere... I'm drawing back the dark curtain of time, over the land ancient and lost, forgotten in immense depths of
[Music: Eviga/Valnes, Lyrics: Eviga] Versuch' in Zeichen fortzueilen, ungefangen ist mein Geist, ehe sich die Zeilen schlieA?en, glaub' ich frei zu sein
I asked a million questions, you looked so surprised Forgot a million things that I had memorized Yes, but I confess, I never dreamed I had done my best
Somewhere on a lonely muddy country road I heard your song, crow, for the first time. Somewhere in the distance wicked, black and low Made me