Opeth – The Wilde Flowers testo e traduzione (al clic) in italiano

The Wilde Flowers - Opeth

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Sun hangs high, I turn away

Failure underground

Heart is sick and fever is high

Waiting for a sound

Like a trail of insects to me

I watch them from afar

Feeding, breeding, scheming

Tell me I am wrong

Hiding from discovery

Staring down into the ground

Had they seen the posion in me

A tide of spite wound be found

Moving faster lingering gaze

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