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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
| Song: | Blood Red (America) |
| Album: | Reconciled | Genres: | Rock |
| Year: | 1986 |
Length: | 225 sec |
Lyrics:
Did we ask for trouble when we asked for breath? A silent witness put to the test In a frozen moments an offering made Foreign rumors live to this day, sing on yeah Do, you feel protected inside the white walls? A world neglected heads for a fall A fate suspended each day is a gift A world offended, God what is this? He says, 'We'll walk in the front door And proudly raise our heads' I say, 'Man you must be joking Our hands are covered in blood red' Got a way that's easy, the territory's marked Hurl us backwards back to the start A cool deception, a gifted tongue Nations falling down, down, down He says, 'We'll walk in the front door And proudly raise our heads' I say, 'Man you must be foolin' Our hands are covered in blood red' Well, I see you standing beneath the tree Your hands uplifted, on bended knee In a fateful hour you hear another voice I must remember what was my choice He says, 'I am the one, the one for you' A look in your eyes can tell me what to do' I feel ecstatic, I feel tranformed More than conquered down to the bone Yeah then we'll walk in right through heaven's door And proudly raise our heads I say, 'Man you must be dreaming Our hands are covered blood red' It covered blood red
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