DESCRIPTION:
Buried Hours


In this buried hours I call you to join me,
pray with me
Bown down, elders will come, nothing unknown, nothing to say

Give what I’m asking now
Just give me what I’m asking

Chorus:
Hate, a blackish stain, everyday a god is created
Haze upon the saints, purify my last goodbye

New beliefs has brought me other goals to achieve
How to turn this hate into life, purified

Give what I’m asking now
Just give me what I’m asking

Chorus:
Hate, a blackish stain, everyday a god is created
Haze upon the saints, purify my last goodbye

Live, now

Far away from thee
Careless approach’s me
This life, disdained
Young faces the buried
Dry eyes save me over this buried hours

Come taste my own blood
Come taste strength me
Come taste my own blood
Come taste free me
Come taste free me

Chorus:
Hate, a blackish stain, everyday a god is created
Haze upon the saints, purify my last goodbye

Goodbye
Purify my last goodbye