D'Oreste, d'Ajace Ho in seno i tormenti D'Aletto la face Gia morte mi da Squarciatemi il core Ceraste, serpenti O un ferro il dolore in me
Spare me, I don't need your yappin' I got directions thrown at me Like I was in need of clues All night long, all day, night Noon, morning, same old
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[Instrumental] [MUSIC BY DAVID DEFEIS]
Spare me - I don?t need your yappin? I got directions thrown at me Like I was in need of clues All nite long - all day, night, Noon, morning same old
Translation: Hellacopters. Alright Already Now.
Translation: Virgin Steele. Fantasy And Fugue In D Minor (The Death Of Orestes).
: Spare me - I don?t need your yappin? I got directions thrown at me Like I was in need of clues All nite long - all day, night, Noon, morning same
: When I saw this place It was exactly how I pictured it would be not quite perfect but just as good as I needed it for me Just the same as it was but
lead myself right to your door And now I've found you I just don't know what I came here for Whats a lie? whats the truth? Whats becoming of you? And where'd
: [Instrumental] [MUSIC BY DAVID DEFEIS]
