Nemesea - Dance in the Fire Lyrics
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Dance in the Fire
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What Are The Lyrics For Dance in the Fire By Nemesea?
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say heroes will survive but your battalion is outnumbered are you blind it's time to open up your eyes the wolves are howling yet you stay in line don't lick your wounds before it's over ‘cause I'm letting the phoenix go come and dance come and dance in the fire let's embrace your curse tonight come and dance come and dance in the fire cauterize your wounds with me and leap into the light come and dance come and dance in the fire come and dance in the fire tonight relax the future will unfold just realize your shrapnel's made of gold hey does it hurt to lie ‘cause when you refuse to fight you choose to die don't lick your wounds we can start over ‘cause I'm letting the phoenix go come and dance come and dance in the fire let's embrace your curse tonight come and dance come and dance in the fire cauterize your wounds with me and leap into the light come and dance come and dance in the fire come and dance in the fire tonight war lust fire dust war lust fire dust war lust fire dust the fire the fire come and dance come and dance in the fire let's embrace your curse tonight come and dance, come and dance in the fire cauterize your wounds with me and leap into the light come and dance come and dance in the fire come and dance come and dance in the fire |
Who Wrote Dance in the Fire By Nemesea?
Hendrik-jan De Jong, Matthijs Van Til, Sanne Mieloo, Tessa Bons
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What's The Duration Of The Dance in the Fire By Nemesea?The duration of Dance in the Fire is 3:07 minutes and seconds. |
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