Me acordaré de este tema tan potente, entre sonidos de cigarras y plantas rodadoras del desierto.
Cita:
I still believe in God,
But God no longer believes in me.
There's a crystal view from my window
And I can see years to come
I live for the burn and the sting of pleasure
I live for the sword, the steel, and the gun
I can tear down the walls, storm the barricades
Run to the place where the frightened crawl
Desire lurks beyond good and evil
So I dance on the graves where the hallowed fall
Over this land
All over this wasteland
Over this land
All over this wasteland
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