I had a dream that we could love
Within the wind blow
Rised up the soul humanity
And its coat of blood
I'll go and spit upon your graves
Is not the true, the beautiful
I had a dream that we could love
Wha
I had a dream that we could love
Within the wind blow
Rised up the soul humanity
And its coat of blood
I'll go and spit upon your graves
Is not the true, the beautiful
I had a dream that we could love
Wha