00:00Hey guys, I'm here, I'm here, I'm here
00:02I'm here, I'm here, I'm here
00:04I'm here You're the would of a margarite of yours
00:10COCKDNELL THE ULTAR ë‚
00:30Which apparently can keep the stain
00:40We're dirty for the color change
00:44Hands on frozen, feel no pain
00:49I just wanna hold the flame
00:52Make the feedback loose
00:54I'm spinning out of control
00:56The sticky sweepers crushing me
01:00But I wanna know if there's no need
01:03When I ask for the fire of his phone
01:06The echo, this could be all yours
01:09Feel the weight of a martyr
01:12It could all be yours
01:15If you echo birds of prey
01:19Traitor, cut down the altar
01:22It could all be yours
01:25Hold the soul to make the flame
01:28Nothing saved or nothing lost
01:43When birds will break in daily thoughts
01:47If on the side will feel the pain
01:52I'm strong enough to hold the flame
01:56Negative, the feedback loose
01:58Is getting out of control
02:00The sticky sweepers crushing me
02:03I wanna know if there's no need
02:05There's no healing I ask
02:07The echo, this could be all
02:07No pain, the fire is cold
02:09The echo, this could be all yours
02:12In the weight of the martyr
02:15It could all be yours
02:18If the echo birds of prey
02:22Draitor, cut down the altar
02:25It could all be yours
02:28I am the power of the dying sun.
02:45I lay the altar as I lay my place as God.
02:52I am the power of the dying sun.
03:08This could all be yours.
03:10Feel the weight of a martyr.
03:13It could all be yours.
03:16If you live under Earth or prey,
03:20Traitor comes under the altar.
03:23It could all be yours.
03:26Wolves are circling the flame.
03:29Feel the weight of a martyr.
03:33A traitor, watching the ass.
03:38Burn of prey never faltered.
03:41This could all be yours.
03:44This could all be yours.
03:47If your day.
03:54Saturday night.
03:58Those are tennis.
04:00Wow.
04:01Wow.
04:02That's intense.
04:03That was fucking cool.
