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Avenged Sevenfold
Avenged Sevenfold


Информация
Откуда Huntington Beach, California, USA
Жанры Hard Rock
Heavy Metal
Metalcore
Годы 1999—н.в.
Лейблы Hopeless Records
Good Life Recordings
Warner Music Group
См. также Three Days Grace
Pinkly Smooth
Suburban Legends
Brian Haner
Atreyu
Buckcherry
Bleeding Through
Dream Theater
Burn Halo
Сайт Website
Состав
M. Shadows
Zacky Vengeance
Synyster Gates
Johnny Christ
Бывшие участники
The Rev
Dameon Ash
Justin Sane
Matt Wendt



Альбом Avenged Sevenfold


Warmness On The Soul (08.08.2001)
08.08.2001
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Your hazel green tint eyes watching,
Every move I make.
And the feeling of doubt,
It's erased.
I'll never feel alone again,
With you by my side.
You're the one,
And in you I confide, whoa-ohhhh.

And we have gone through good and bad times.
But your unconditional love,
Was always on my mind.
You've been there from the start for me.
And your love has always been,
True as can be.

I'll give my heart to you.
I give my heart,
'Cause nothing can compare in this world to you, whoa, oh.

And we have gone through good and bad times.
But your unconditional love,
Was always on my mind.
You've been there from the start for me.
And your love has always been,
True as can be.

I'll give my heart to you.
I give my heart,
'Cause nothing can compare in this world to you, whoa, oh.


I'll give my heart to you.
I give my heart,
'Cause nothing can compare in this world to you, whoa, oh.

. . .


Darkness coats us.
The smell of fall.
Changing season.
The graveyard is alive, black cat across my path,
the chill of cold wind, the breath of the dead.

Imprisoned souls.
Trapped for eternity.
Black crows break the silence.
The garden of the dead's alive tonight and you can't stop it.
Just enjoy it.
Open up your mind and you will feel it too.
The sound, the touch, the thoughts, that you've been so blind to.

You can feel the thoughts of the dead.
Feeling the thoughts of the dead.
True or false, it's still there, teaching me.
True or false, still there, teaching me.
You can feel it tonight.

The wood has rotted away.
Take the time absorb it.
Their time is slipping away.
Stone all carved by hand.
Statues that resemble their faces.
They still breathe.
Come join us.

Smell the burning ember's, time flickering away. (x3)
Time is but soon gone.
Time is but soon gone.

I can find myself, alone with just my thoughts.
As time crumbles away.
As time crumbles away.

Smell the burning ember's, night flickering away.
Time is but soon gone.
Time is but soon gone.
I can find myself, alone with just my thoughts.
As time crumbles away.
As time crumbles away.

. . .


Black and gray clouds willow in the balance as the sun falls.
Rain plays a heart warming tune, on the pavement.
Emotions stir.
A feeling of warmness, compassion, fullness, I feel at home.
Disguised by surroundings.

As the torn and left in the gutter seek vengeance on their mistreated lives.
As the torn and left in the cold, seek vengeance on mistreated lives.

A silhouette stands still.
A cactus on a warm summer night.
But the rain falls cold and the moon shines bright.
Black as night.

Cold as ice.
Warm as home.
Ready to live.
Stars they shoot.
In a clear.

Across the sky.
As does my time.
Waiting, wanting, feeling, emotion.
Crying, breaking, loving, nothing.
Clouds swallow the moon, and I'm alone...
thinking good times, and why'd they go?
Falling down, breaking away from me.
Fuck. I need this place to get away from you.

. . .


The wind of life and air from above smells of death.
Angels sing of the end.
Nothing you say and nothing you try can change time.
Human race prepares to die...

. . .


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