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Nomad - Insurrection lyrics
Hungry eyes like a windReproduction blows off naked 
 fields slightly Frozen mouths like a whirlGusty dance of 
 angry speechesSatiated areas of lit groansMourning 
 flagsThe grape picking is comingThere is cool rainy 
 duskLumped desires are bitingDragged bodies of the 
 torture are stinkingIt's time to flog the enlightened 
 renovationGraves of battles and bowsRavens of whispers 
 and dyingAd infinitum I'm hitting the nameThe anger has 
 forgotten about the tornado on dry sandsOh, skies of Nomad - Insurrection - http://motolyrics.com/nomad/insurrection-lyrics.html
 power Oh, horizon of phantomsOh, you trampling my hopeOh, 
 you keeping silent in a treeHungry senses - the velvetThe 
 fortress choir pulsatesHeart of love is like lakesThe 
 power is flowing inEchoes are loaded in cannons of 
 freedomLines of unhappiness are in attributes of 
 conquerorsScandals dug in childhood upSalutes oversounded 
 because of dirties"My friend demon has given wings to 
 me.Like a sage with his wisdom he has calculated the 
 bloody trait of human applauses"











