Post N° 5

.. il profumo del mio mattino ...Got my finger on the triggerBut I don't know who to trustI look into your eyesThere's just devils and dustWe're a long, long way from home BobHome's a long, long way from usFeel the dirty winds blowin'Devils and dustI got God on my sideI'm just trying to surviveBut if what you do to surviveKills the things you loveFear is a powerful thingIt can turn your heart black you can trustIt'll take your God-filled soulFill it with devils and dustWell I dreamed of you last nightIn a field of blood and stoneBlood began to dryAnd a smell began to riseWell I dreamed of you last night MomIn a field of mud and boneAnd your blood began to dryThe smell began to riseGot God on our sideWe're just trying to surviveBut if what you do to surviveKills the things you loveFear is a powerful thingIt'll turn your heart black you can trustIt'll take your God-filled soulFill it with devils and dustIt'll take your God-filled soulFill it with devils and dustNow every woman and every manThey wanna take your right to standFind the love with God willsThe faith that He commandsI've got my finger on the triggerTonight faith just ain't enoughAnd I look inside my heartThere's just devils and dustBut I've got God on my sideAnd I'm just trying to surviveBut if what you do to surviveKills the things you loveFear is a dangerous thingIt'll turn your heart black you can trustIt'll take your God-filled soulFill it with devils and dustIt'll take your God-filled soulFill it with devils and dust