In a November cold
The sun rises in the mist of dawn
A man rings the great bell black
Warning that new times have come
Brandishing the angels ...
"Heaven help us"
Feeling / singing
With the hope that never goes out
Faces pale and lifeless
Encounter during the walk
I'm feeling tired
Killed by the eyes ...
But I know that somewhere, someone waits for me
I just need a bit of spell and charm
And do not let the fire burn
I will never have to touch the bell black again
The new time has come for change
A time of truce with hate
A good time to wait to arrive
And today, soft to the skies ...
"Heaven help me to live in time forever ...
bY: Vynicios Rafael França
The sun rises in the mist of dawn
A man rings the great bell black
Warning that new times have come
Brandishing the angels ...
"Heaven help us"
Feeling / singing
With the hope that never goes out
Faces pale and lifeless
Encounter during the walk
I'm feeling tired
Killed by the eyes ...
But I know that somewhere, someone waits for me
I just need a bit of spell and charm
And do not let the fire burn
I will never have to touch the bell black again
The new time has come for change
A time of truce with hate
A good time to wait to arrive
And today, soft to the skies ...
"Heaven help me to live in time forever ...
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