Metallica - Of Wolf And Man
Off from the new day's mist I have come
I hunt. therefore I am
Harvest the land, taking of the fallen lamb
Off thruogh the new day's mist I run
Off from the new day's mist I have come
We shift, pulsing with the earth
Company we keep, roaming the land while you sleep
Infinitesimal patterns coalesce on shapes
The infant moan can be heard no more
And the primordial shine is ultimately far away-
A star bleeds the raw wealth
In paternal chant
Can't tell apart myself from the light
And the light from the shade
The chasm hums a rough melody
In tones i deafly chase
Feel the knife pierce you intensely
Inferior, no use to mankind
Strapped down screaming out to die
Angel of death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Infamous butcher,
Angel of death
And you better listen well my friend, you see
It's been slow down below,
Aimed at you we're the cowboys from hell
Deed is done again, we've won
Ain't talking no tall tales friend
Cause high noon, your doom
Coming for you we're the cowboys from hell
Biboca, garagem, favela
Fubanga, maloca, bocada
Fubanga, maloca, bocada
Maloca, bocada, fubanga
Maloca, bocada, fubanga
Favela, garagem, biboca
Favela, garagem, biboca
Porra!
Zé do Caixão, Zumbi, Lampião
Zé do Caixão, Zumbi, Lampião
Zé do Caixão, Zumbi, Lampião
Zé do Caixão, Zumbi, Lampião
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