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Sekumpulan Orang Gila
Sekumpulan Orang Gila
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Raja Nazrin Shah Raja Azaham
Raja Nazrin Shah Raja Azaham
Songwriter
Zainuri Shaharin
Zainuri Shaharin
Songwriter

Lyrics

Quakes heading up, tides crushing in Shrieking grounds, I can clearly hear it Creeping cracks in the land, I see it This glorified sanctuary, their walls be caving in Butterflies turn to moths Moths turn to dust These straits were all clogged Still I rise and survive Archaic derogatory Regressive mentality Ain't no soul can help it Let me cast my wings, soaring high above your reach Sailors of sorrow Valor in our heart Keep marching through the clouds With weeping tainted eyes Sailors of sorrow Valor in our heart Keep marching through the clouds With weeping tainted eyes Eternal somnolence, blinding them from truth Now when mortals consumed, all haven breaks loose Man of liberty, man of misery Blooming in my own fiery sea Keep on clenching, bare handedly holding onto the flaming ship's wheel Vortex, whirlwind, destruct me but I still breathe Sailors of sorrow Valor in our heart Keep marching through the clouds With weeping tainted eyes Sailors of sorrow Valor in our heart Keep marching through the clouds With weeping tainted eyes Caress me, oh, winds, whistle my golden sails Caress me, oh, winds, whistle my golden sails Caress me, oh, winds, whistle my golden sails Caress me, oh, winds, whistle my golden sails Caress me, oh, winds, whistle my golden sails Caress me, oh, winds, whistle my golden sails
Writer(s): Raja Nazmin Shah Raja Azaham, Raja Nazrin Shah Raja Azaham, Zainuri Shaharin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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