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Confira a Letra I Was Late

Acid Rain

I Was Late

Dark lights across the scene
invisible thoughts that beckon me
Inside the golden dream
refusing the realms of reality

I close my eyes and wait for a life that passes me by
I try to feel but it seems that I've lost my flame

Oh, no,here it comes with no heart no soul
Oh, no,the men decay as it asks for more
Oh, no, a quiet land in its final breath
Oh, no, no...

Remaining unseen
For thousands of eyes that cry with guilt
Can't reach the sky and
I've never needed it so much in my life
The fear within begs me to stay, won't let me go
My chance has come to break through the walls and make off

I was late, to crave in for my fate
I was late, to make it out for the date
So much late, to help my life withdraw
So much late, in all my willing core

I was late, to speak in words of the great
I was late, to reach out into the gate
So much late, willing suspicious cry
So much late, to dream with a possible lie

Two minutes more and there will be nothing to stand for
Outside the courtthe masses are quiet,
they have no goals.
As far as I can see, a few took flight, they chose to live
Let's hope the rest
won't ever awake from their winter sleep

Oh, no, here it comes with no heart no soul
Oh, no, the men decay as it asks for more
Oh, no, a quiet land in its final breath
Oh, no, no...

I was late, to crave in for my fate
I was late, to make it out for the date
So much late, to help my life withdraw
So much late, in all my willing core

I was late, to speak in words of the great
I was late, to reach out into the gate
So much late, willing suspicious cry
So much late, to dream with a possible lie

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