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Killing Floor

CHÃO MORTAL

So this is dreamtime, and all is quiet So this is dreamtime, and all is quiet Então essa é a hora de sonhar, e tudo está quieto So this is dreamtime, and all is night So this is dreamtime, and all is night Então essa é a hora de sonhar, e tudo é noite You've never been held by the hand of God You've never been held by the hand of God Você nunca foi segurado pela mão de Deus Who's rocking the cradle, if he is not? Who's rocking the cradle, if he is not? Quem está balançando o berço, se ele não é? He turned the oil into his blood He turned the oil into his blood Ele transformou o óleo no seu próprio sangue Panzer divisions burning in the mud Panzer divisions burning in the mud Divisões de panzers(tanque alemão) queimando na lama The stain of freedom, he's washed it out The stain of freedom, he's washed it out A mancha da liberdade - ele é lavado Who's rocking the cradle, I have no doubt Who's rocking the cradle, I have no doubt Quem está balançando o berço eu não tenho dúvida Sleeping eyes awake Sleeping eyes awake Olhos adormecidos se despertam To see his hooded gaze To see his hooded gaze Para ver o olhar contraído dele Whispers on the wind Whispers on the wind Sussurros no vento The darker side of ecstasy The darker side of ecstasy O lado mais escuro do êxtase... Satan has left his killing floor Satan has left his killing floor Satã Â? saiu do seu chão mortal Satan has left his killing floor Satan has left his killing floor Satã Â? saiu do seu chão mortal Satan, his fires burn no more Satan, his fires burn no more Satã - o fogo do inferno não queima mais Satan has left his killing floor Satan has left his killing floor Satã Â? saiu do seu chão mortal So now it's dreamtime for you tonight So now it's dreamtime for you tonight Portanto agora é a hora de sonhar para você esta noite So now it's dreamtime, and all is quiet So now it's dreamtime, and all is quiet Portanto agora é a hora de sonhar, e tudo está quieto You've never been held by the hand of god You've never been held by the hand of god Você nunca foi segurado pela mão de Deus Who's rocking your cradle, if he is not? Who's rocking your cradle, if he is not? Quem está balançando o seu berço, se ele não é? Sleeping eyes awake Sleeping eyes awake Olhos adormecidos se despertam To see his hooded gaze To see his hooded gaze Para ver o olhar contraído dele Whispers on the wind Whispers on the wind Sussurros no vento The never-ending breath goodbye The never-ending breath goodbye O adeus infinito da respiração... Satan has left his killing floor Satan has left his killing floor Satã Â? saiu do seu chão mortal Satan has left his killing floor Satan has left his killing floor Satã Â? saiu do seu chão mortal Satan, his fires burn no more Satan, his fires burn no more Satã - os fogos dele não queimam mais Satan is coming back for more Satan is coming back for more Satã - está voltando para mais Satan has left his killing floor Satan has left his killing floor Satã Â? saiu do seu chão mortal Satan has left his killing floor Satan has left his killing floor Satã Â? saiu do seu chão mortal.

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