Ghost B.C. - Cirice Lyrics
Get the lyrics to the song: Cirice by Ghost B.C. at LyricsKeeper.com.
Cirice
| Cirice Lyrics |
|---|
What Are The Lyrics For Cirice By Ghost B.C.?
I feel your presence amongst us
You cannot hide in the darkness Can you hear the rumble? Can you hear the rumble that's calling? I know your soul is not tainted Even though you've been told so Can you hear the rumble? Can you hear the rumble that's calling? I can feel the thunder that's breaking in your heart I can see through the scars inside you I can feel the thunder that's breaking in your heart I can see through the scars inside you A candle casting a faint glow You and I see eye to eye Can you hear the thunder? Can you hear the thunder that's breaking? Now there is nothing between us From now our merge is eternal Can't you see that you're lost? Can't you see that you're lost without me? I can feel the thunder that's breaking in your heart I can see through the scars inside you I can feel the thunder that's breaking in your heart I can see through the scars inside you Can't you see that you're lost without me? I can feel the thunder that's breaking in your heart I can see through the scars inside you I can feel the thunder that's breaking in your heart I can see through the scars inside you I can feel the thunder that's breaking in your heart I can see through the scars inside you I can feel the thunder that's breaking in your heart I can see through the scars inside you |
Who Wrote Cirice By Ghost B.C.?
A Ghoul Writer, Klas Ahlund
|
What's The Duration Of The Cirice By Ghost B.C.?The duration of Cirice is 6:02 minutes and seconds. |
More Lyrics
0 | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | A | B | C | D | E | F | G | H | I | J | K | L | M | N | O | P | Q | R | S | T | U | V | W | X | Y | Z
Lyrics Of The Day
- The Rockin' Highliners: It Doesn't Matter Yo this is the Rock kicking it with the Refugee camp…
- Buck Clarke: I'll Remember April This lovely day will lengthen into evening…
- Katherine Ellis: When You Touch Me [Bart B Moor Dub] Well you're boring me now…
- Mukala: Regret Maybe I was six or maybe five or three…
- Mary Ellen Tanner: But Not for Me Old man sunshine listen you…