Paroles de Could Be The Human Race In Fall

Man couldn't be in fall If he hadn't made his copy If an only one was sufficient If he was contented with his only Without illusory virtues His good fod good His bilief for his whole Man couldn't be in fall Confiding in his shadow He could ally with it Afraid of treachery, rejection, evil His luxuries throw to an obsession sea Without frontiers with his belif Cut evil by the roots Crush what hurts you I'll be the razor of the wort wind And I'll follow your guts But man is about forgetting evil And he ask for falling fire on his body In his shadow on his half one In that he has not wanted done And what he never wanted lived To be or not to be chosen Could be the human race in fall? But man is about forgetting evil And he ask for falling fire on his body In his shadow on his half one In that he has wanted done And what he never wanted lived To be or not be chosen Could be the human race in fall? Without frontiers with his belif Cut evil by the roots Crush what hurts you I'll be the razor of the wort wind And I'll follow your guts Man couldn't be in fall If he hadn't made his copy If an only one was sufficient If he was contented with his only