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Myearthdream
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| Добавлена 1 сентября 2011 пользователем Iron Man |
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Текст песни Myearthdream
I. The Road Ahead
We, to tell dead straight
We harbour an illusion
Estranged, all got out of hand
There's method in our madness
We crave for greenfield land
Plaintive cries
Our demise
Evil hour
No dim glow just pain
We're leaving behind a stain
We're casting stones in the glass house of our promised land
Neverland
(Never, Neverland)
Haunting beauty, second to none
Creator of life, under the sun
Myearthdream, oasis of light
(The) road ahead, powers unite
Myearthdream, oasis of prime
Karma cleansed, turn on a dime
What if, the twain shall meet again
As in days of old
Blind alley, an aimless walk
We bite the hands that feed us
But who cares when money talks
When time is of the essence here
We learnt to live in abject fear
We take it for granted and claim the moral high ground
And compound
II. Pristine
(инструментал)
III. Agent Of Change
Our world restored to former glory
Writing a new story
Before the sands of time running out for us
IV. The Uninvited Guest
The green lung bleeds, this path misleads
We came and smiled, grinded the faces of the wild
What goes around will come around
We reap the bitter harvest here
And we threw all caution to the winds
We, to tell dead straight
We harbour an illusion
Estranged, all got out of hand
There's method in our madness
We crave for greenfield land
Plaintive cries
Our demise
Evil hour
No dim glow just pain
We're leaving behind a stain
We're casting stones in the glass house of our promised land
Neverland
(Never, Neverland)
Haunting beauty, second to none
Creator of life, under the sun
Myearthdream, oasis of light
(The) road ahead, powers unite
Myearthdream, oasis of prime
Karma cleansed, turn on a dime
What if, the twain shall meet again
As in days of old
Blind alley, an aimless walk
We bite the hands that feed us
But who cares when money talks
When time is of the essence here
We learnt to live in abject fear
We take it for granted and claim the moral high ground
And compound
II. Pristine
(инструментал)
III. Agent Of Change
Our world restored to former glory
Writing a new story
Before the sands of time running out for us
IV. The Uninvited Guest
The green lung bleeds, this path misleads
We came and smiled, grinded the faces of the wild
What goes around will come around
We reap the bitter harvest here
And we threw all caution to the winds
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