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Loving The Alien

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 09.11.2012

Watching them come and go
The templars and the saracens
They're traveling the holy land
Opening telegrams oh ho

Torture comes and torture goes
Knights who'd give you anything
They bear the cross of coeur de lion
Salvation for the mirror blind oh ho

But if you pray all your sins are hooked upon the sky
Pray and the heathen lie will disappear
Prayers they hide the saddest view
(Believing the strangest things, loving the alien)
And your prayers they break the sky in two
(Believing the strangest things, loving the alien)

Thinking of a different time
Palestine a modern problem
Bounty and your wealth in land
Terror in a best laid plan oh ho

Watching them come and go
Tomorrows and the yesterdays
Christians and the unbelievers
Hanging by the cross and nail oh ho

But if you pray all your sins are hooked upon the sky
Pray and the heathen lie will disappear oh ho
Prayers they hide the saddest view
(Believing the strangest things, loving the alien)
And your prayer will break the sky in two
(Believing the strangest things, loving the alien)
You pray till the break of ALL.
(Believing the strangest things, loving the alien)
And you'll believe you're loving the alien
(Believing the strangest things, loving the alien)
Believeing the strangest things (loving the alien)


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