Nosfell
Mindala Jinka
Our fellow walks aloneThrough your lands and your earsHe was born to do so so like no one would interfereFellow being made of hands flesh and woodThough he needs people to swarm around andEvery time he would make his cord swingDeep inside his heart and nostrum fellowIsn't someone you can even stop walkingI'm walking and feeling those crates in my dreamsI fight against this sweet diseaseI need I feed I love and breedAnd spread it all over againYou're dancing for your starIt shines above your eyesHoping the lights would spreadAnd brake the gates of your devoted mindFor it to bring you out of this world aroundBut your sweet mother first fellow,You have to bring her downYou're dancing through my spineIt's made of gold and silverThe men behind the lineWill offer your some slavers of so many liesSongtexteHidden behind the treesThen you'll be walking through that desertFeed up your diseaseI'm walking and feeling those crates in my dreamsI fight against this sweet diseaseI need I feed I love and breedAnd press until the stress grows meanI'm walking feeling they scratch my dreamsI fight against this sweet diseaseI need I feed I love and breed thoughAnd just spread it all over again, hey lowAnd spread it all over again, say noaway oh low lowAnd spread it all over againYeah babyYou're dancing like a catAnd wiggling like a snakeNo one can bring you downNo one will ever brake your neck'Cause underneath this pure stainless skinLives a humble monkey with the heart of a king
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