Letra de The Human Stain - Kamelot
Letra de canci�n de The Human Stain de Kamelot lyrics
See the cemetary sky
The problem red and deep
Watch the oceans rising high
It�s the human stain
Talk about the growing hunger
Ask why we�re deep concerned
Don�t you think the human races sees ashly vain
Well it hurts to be alive, my friend
In the summer time the drift will pass you by
Don�t you wish you we�re a child again
Just for a minute, just for a minute
Hear the ticking of a clock
The sound of life itself
No one really wants to die
To save the world
Tell me that your torn asunder
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From how we fade to learn
And tell me if the earth goes under
Where�s your anger now
So it hurts to be alive, my friend
In this masquerade where all one day must die
Don�t you wish you we�re a born again
Just for a minute, just for a minute
Tick-Tack
The ticking at the tear asunder
The beating from a heart of stone
The lust of your devoidless sparity
�Cause it costs to be alive, my friend
And this life fits someone many glee to you
Last to press your pain
Minute by minute, you beg for a minute
The problem red and deep
Watch the oceans rising high
It�s the human stain
Talk about the growing hunger
Ask why we�re deep concerned
Don�t you think the human races sees ashly vain
Well it hurts to be alive, my friend
In the summer time the drift will pass you by
Don�t you wish you we�re a child again
Just for a minute, just for a minute
Hear the ticking of a clock
The sound of life itself
No one really wants to die
To save the world
Tell me that your torn asunder
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From how we fade to learn
And tell me if the earth goes under
Where�s your anger now
So it hurts to be alive, my friend
In this masquerade where all one day must die
Don�t you wish you we�re a born again
Just for a minute, just for a minute
Tick-Tack
The ticking at the tear asunder
The beating from a heart of stone
The lust of your devoidless sparity
�Cause it costs to be alive, my friend
And this life fits someone many glee to you
Last to press your pain
Minute by minute, you beg for a minute