Angelic Montre
PirateI cannot wait for it all to come crashing
Down on your face, ripping your veins out
Your insides win and kill you from within
And the seas will rise as serpents
Spawned from the mouth of earth's surface
Soon the skies will fall fast, burning
Open wide and eat the suffering
The pulse is now quickening
Softly, it's painstaking
Look within to calm the storm
Raging inside the form
Take all you have brought to sacrifice
For you will lose much more
If you succeed in this battle
You still will lose so much more
There's no turning back
For I'm witness to the changing
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wira / vira / huira - fat
cocha / qucha - sea/lake
((Quechua))
Named after the (pre) Incan creator god. His treasure chest not only contains Inca-related stuff but items that generally remind me of Latin America.
Image by swifant@flickr
Lyrics by Trivium
