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AZHIROCK-THERE WILL COME THE NIGHT


THERE WILL COME THE NIGHT (by: BABAK FARROKHEI)


There will come the night, above the Liberty Hill
There is no pain, no sorrow, even no bad feeling
There will come the darkness, in to the Mystic Village


It's time for, killing, spreading rage
A young boy is watching around
A young girl is dancing behind
Oh God, help them, there is not enough time
Give'em your hand, it's time to crime



Boy has lost his sight
Girl is bleeding, her mother died
Stabbed his throat, took out the heart
Blackness raped her, tormented to die


Your faded happiness ,your lost consciousness
Your tortured corpses, your picture after death
Remind me the ugliness, univers's madness
Lords of sickness, source of struggle
Noise is dying away, light's passed away
Come with me, to put'em away


Moments are miserable
Now, Village is Angel's cradle
Now, I remember the beauty girl, I remember wrong boy

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