Death May Die - Secession Studios & Greg Dombrowski

Nada de novo vem do sol Tudo de novo vem do nosso senhor A vida é uma continuação O nosso senhor é que dá a nossa vida, amém You can be sure Some will owe to get high You may hurt 'til you cry You may die (you may die) Keep on trying (keep on trying) 'Til it's summer, in the city 'Til it's summer, in the city

It is time to get on the hype train 'Cause it's confirmed We've been waiting so long for this There must be a 1000 different Cleganebowl memes 'Cause ours is the hype And we are not gonna settle for Anything that isn't as dank as this All of our reddit theorisits Have known for years Wrapping my head in tinfoil Has become half my life Get fucking hype! I'll have a chicken maybe two Shut your cunt mouth or I'll have to Eat every chicken in this room Fucking confirmed! All men must die all men must hype Upvote for Sandor to survive I hope he kills the beast with fire What is hype may never die Mt. Clegane just a Lannister killing machine From horse-decapitator to blue-faced mute zombie To take him out you're gonna need At least twenty good men But Sandor's made gains for he Has been chopping so much wood And when he's done with the bannerless brotherhood He will turn his big bro into dog food 'Cause after all Killing's the sweetest thing there is Hear me hype Hyping strong The three-hyped raven Knew all along It's confirmed Azor Ahype Hype is coming Tonight

This wasn't meant to be a love song Matter of fact, this was about hate I fucking said it, I don't regret it A little much or a little too late I turned away just one too many times I'm tired of the reasons, sick of all the lies I looked away just one too many times I'm tired of pretending that I'm not here I'm not here to die You want my best, you get the worst You're not the last, and you ain't the fucking first You die to live, I live to die Still got motherfuckin' fingers in the sky I turned away just one too many times I'm tired of the reasons, sick of all the lies I looked away just one too many times I'm tired of pretending, that I'm not here Not here to die I've been hated by better I've been beaten by the best It's not a gift, it's a motherfuckin' test I turned away just one too many times I'm tired of the reasons, sick of all the lies I looked away just one too many times I'm tired of pretending that I'm not here Not here to die Not here to die