CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : Firestorm (live)

This place, home for all generations, never's been to small
When all life worked hand in hand
The centuries passed one by one
Without changing the circ*mstances
That we needed to be there
Like a firestorm
When all home dies and fear is born
To feed the firestorm
Like a firestorm
That burns the ground you're standing on
We'll feed the firestorm
And then - slowly but surely -
Explorers and inventors steppеd into
The system they didn't undеrstand
That's when the trouble began
And when the time marched on
They had learned how to destroy
Like a firestorm...
The end of the story is: nothing's impossible
And that's what we're afraid of
Apocalyptic signs, our homestead stands in flames
Guess we missed the lesson modesty
Like a firestorm...