Orochen - Peasant Hands - Lyrics, Similar artists

Kishore Kumar Hits — Orochen - Peasant Hands lyrics

Artist: Orochen

album: Orochen

Enemies of mine in a sacred land
I hold my breath until the sun comes
In a flow-through tunnel embedded with thorns inside
My peasant hands they rise, they rise to the sky
These eyes will see all in red now
Nothing left but skin and bones
These peasant hands will rise above now
Nothing left but skin and bones
Skin and bones
A kingdom has fallen as it burns to the ground
They leave each other in a sacred land
In a flow-through tunnel embedded with thorns inside
My peasant hands they make fists, raised to the sky
These eyes will see all in red now
Nothing left but skin and bones
These peasant hands will rise above now
Nothing left but skin and bones
These peasant hands will rise above now
Nothing will be left but skin and bones
These peasant hands will rise above now
Nothing left but skin and bones
Skin and bones

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