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Muse Thoughts Of A Dying Atheist

And the end is all I can see Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah And I know the moment's near And there's nothing we can do Look through a faithless

Traducció: Muse. Pensaments d'un ateu moribund.

In your whispers trapped beneath my pillow you won't let me see your memories and I know you're in this room I'm sure I heard you sigh frozen in between

In your whispers trapped beneath my pillow you won't let me see your memories and I know you're in this room I'm sure I heard you sigh frozen in between

the hell out of me and the end is all I can see and I know the moment's near and there's nothing you can do look through a faithless eye are you afraid