Los demonios

It's a shame, my friend
Now you're burning in the ground
That you've never hate, my friend

The reverend is waiting
To see your smile instead
Your own pain
My friend, dear friend, old friend

The devils are waiting to come
They spit at your grave
My friend, old friend

There's a church beneath the mountains
A big black bell
The storm, the drowns you want
You'll see my friend, old friend

The devils are waiting to come
They spit at your grave
My friend, old friend



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