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No man should see what these eyes have seenThe mess that I've cleanedThe people so greenThings that were saidWent straight to your headEvil will showYou know how it's grownWith blood on the pathWe will not do the mathWe don't careOhSo it is told that the air will be cold over therePlease take good careWe're going homeWe're going homeWe're going homeFinally rest these old bonesHis majesty sleeps high in the treesSends his palms spinningFrom west to the eastBegging him pleaseLetras de cancionesTo see how it feelsThis wasn't agreed onWhen they sign the dealWith blood on her pathWe will not do the mathWe don't careOhSo it is told that the air will be cold over therePlease take good careWe're going homeWe're going homeWe're going homeFinally rest these old bonesWe're going homeWe're going homeFinally rest these old bonesNo man should see what these eyes have seenThe mess that I've cleanedThe people so greenThings that were saidWent straight to your headEvil will showWith blood on her pathWe will not do the mathWe don't careOhSo it is told that the air will be cold over therePlease take good careWe're going homeWe're going homeWe're going homeFinally rest these old bonesHomeWe're going homeWe're going homeWe're going home From Letras Mania