Gojira - Liquid Fire Lyrics
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Liquid Fire
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What Are The Lyrics For Liquid Fire By Gojira?
Eject from the womb, restrained, I'm catching the wind
Unfolded fire blows with the words, straight from within The second I was born I found a shelter deep in my own I ventured further out on the edge of the glacier This is how we talk to the world Pure liquid fire running through our veins We're in this alone, we bow to no one Carved by the waves, our sacred temple Sing the praises of no flag, we set the tone This is no fiction, we've come to an end now Our conviction untouched, we build a life straight Intelligence of heart as only guidance Infinite power lies all around us and in the heart The flashes find a way, stealing through these broken walls And when this fire grows, it does it so we can't remember The meaning of this life, we'll be marching until the end Had not taste for more lies, we are standing alone The bright treasure found has no price and no name In the light of this star, with the forces aligned This is how we talk to the world Pure liquid fire running through our veins We're in this alone, we bow to no one Carved by the waves, our sacred temple Sing the praises of no flag, we set the tone This is no fiction, we've come to an end now Our conviction untouched, we build a life straight Intelligence of heart as only guidance |
Who Wrote Liquid Fire By Gojira?
Joseph Duplantier, Mario Duplantier
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What's The Duration Of The Liquid Fire By Gojira?The duration of Liquid Fire is 4:17 minutes and seconds. |
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