Letras
My throat was dry
The burnin' Sand
The scent of violet
I knew what it was
The scent of violet
I knew what it was
No cross left to bear
No cross left to bear
There I awoke on my back
Asking myself the sane question
Pushing myself beyond my existence
Rise
Rise
Magic show
Magic show
Magic show
Magic show
Rise rise
Rise rise
Rise rise
Rise rise
There I would roam
With my dog Tequila
Pushing myself beyond my existence
Asking myself the sane question
Rise rise
Rise rise
Magic show
Magic show
Magic show
Magic show
Rise rise
Rise rise
Rise rise
Rise rise