The World Of Hypocrates Part 2 Lyrics
Far from the southern vulcanic sirens comes the hope through the winds...Don't try to talk, don't even try to moveYou are too weak to think, or try to pull it throughWe are the good ones, and we surely know the wayTo give you better words you could ever sayWe know how you should live your lifeHere are the details, you will see...You must remember, you're nothing without usAlone down there, you just don't have the gutsBut with our help, you're the saint of the landIf you're in trouble, we give our helping handIn our world there's no need to cry'cos our spirit can live foreverWith our trust, with our goodness, there's no need to dieIt's the world of hypocratesBelieve in me there's no need to cry'cos our spirit can live foreverWith our trust, with our goodness, there's no need to dieIt's the world of hypocrates
Afterworld The World Of Hypocrates Part 2
