Frida Of Blood & Gold Testo

Slowmotion driving through the fall
I feel the steel as you recall
It❝s like your house
It❝s built to never be sold
It❝s like your clothes
Made of blood and gold
Rise up black angel to the sky
And bleed your raindrops from on high
It❝s like your wings
They never attempted to fly
It❝s like your beauty
Made of blood and gold