Black 47 Lyrics

Lyricist- Laurence T Kirwan

Artist- Black 47

Album- Fire of Freedom


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Everything is still Not a chicken, not a body Just an awful sickenin' silence, roarin' in my brain And the fog of death deepens, and lies upon the land An old one rolls over on her back The grass stains still green upon her chin I can still hear her keenin' and screamin' in the wind There's no love ...

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