The Hanged Songtext
von Concreto

Sounds, brides and mixtures
Evil wind that blows from there
Sounds, brides and mixtures
Evil wind that blows from there

Clouds never
Clouds never
Clouds never
From the side that gather rise itself
Subside and feel them
Subside and feel them


Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Arriving forgotten from the sky

Clouds never
Clouds never
Clouds never
Clouds

It gets tired and doesn′t hesitate
It gets tired and doesn't hesitate
(It gets tired and doesn′t hesitate)
It gets tired and doesn't hesitate
(It gets tired and doesn't hesitate)
It gets tired and doesn′t hesitate
(It gets tired and doesn′t hesitate)
It gets tired and doesn't hesitate