Paroles de Demonhead

Yeah, The Demon’s head has fallen By the hands of a warrior Without a cloak and a horse Every blade knows his heart But do they know how he’s still alive? Chorus: People hurt you But everyday you learn how to hurt them too Dreams are nothing In every place you can see a fallen golden plateau No He cannot be touched anymore He’s listening to The sweet chant of the tide on the shore Cause hidebound is the prepossessed Who might live forever in a cage? He only wants to shoot the breeze He only wants to shoot the breeze and freeze