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Angels Of Light - I Pity The Poor Immigrant şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Angels Of Light

albüm: We Are Him (2022 Remaster)


I pity the poor immigrant
Who wishes he would've stayed home
Who uses all his power to do evil, but
In the end, is always left so alone
That man whom with his fingers cheats
And whom lies with every breath
Who passionately hates his life
And likewise, fears his death

I pity the poor immigrant
Whose strength is spent in vain
Whose heaven is like Ironsides
Whose tears, they are like rain
Who eats, but is not satisfied
Who hears, but does not see
Who falls in love with wealth itself
And turns his back on me

I pity the poor immigrant
Who tramples through the mud
Who fills his mouth with laughing, and
Who builds his town with blood
Whose visions in the final end
Must shatter like a glass
I pity the poor immigrant
When his gladness comes to pass

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