Greed - Mathilde Sternat, Jean-Jacques Moréac, Ayin Aleph

1st verse:

Angels, near the moon, with the black eyes, black eyes, can die in the black

sky, only like a pray, only in my sleeponly in black skyin black skyin black

sky.

Pre-chorus:

We make love like a rock in the river of greed.

We make love like a rock in demons reasons.

I ruined my fate with the stones of a greedy river.

Throes carve up and come too late

Chorus:

We shall not fear squawk strength in the Beauty