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Terminus
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| Добавлена 1 сентября 2011 пользователем Iron Man |
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Текст песни Terminus
Hunter of the silent darkness -
Mighty steel leviathan,
Rise from your nocturnal vigil -
'Davey Jones' the time has come.
Send spitting fires and roaring thunder -
Instigate Poseidon's wrath,
Unleash the terrors of the deep uncertain of the aftermath.
Attack is the best form of defense--fingers on a keyboard play,
When genocide's a numbered sequence death is but a breath away.
I. I hear sirens screaming--
C. See lightning rip the sky,
B. Be afraid my darling--
M. Embrace me as we die.
Dark clouds gather (tensions mounting) -
Current tides are making waves,
They navigate a sea of tears -
Above them storms in tea-cups rage.
Only Jonah 'neath the ocean witnesses the damage done,
But can't turn back the hands of time -
None can unload a smoking gun.
I. I hear sirens screaming--
C. See lightning rip the sky,
B. Be afraid my darling--
M. Embrace me as we die.
The lords of Fleet Street speculate -
As noble statesmen mediate,
They tread on thin ice cracked by hate -
One slip could spell disaster.
We gave you power to decide -
But now you gamble with our lives,
We've all been taken for a ride -
Next stop the hereafter.
These implements of science-friction -
Are the pawns of power play,
By splitting hairs and splitting atoms -
They'll kill us all the 'new-clear' way.
Entice us through Megeddo's gateway on this final exodus,
As flesh is turned to ash and vapour by the fires of 'terminus.'
Mighty steel leviathan,
Rise from your nocturnal vigil -
'Davey Jones' the time has come.
Send spitting fires and roaring thunder -
Instigate Poseidon's wrath,
Unleash the terrors of the deep uncertain of the aftermath.
Attack is the best form of defense--fingers on a keyboard play,
When genocide's a numbered sequence death is but a breath away.
I. I hear sirens screaming--
C. See lightning rip the sky,
B. Be afraid my darling--
M. Embrace me as we die.
Dark clouds gather (tensions mounting) -
Current tides are making waves,
They navigate a sea of tears -
Above them storms in tea-cups rage.
Only Jonah 'neath the ocean witnesses the damage done,
But can't turn back the hands of time -
None can unload a smoking gun.
I. I hear sirens screaming--
C. See lightning rip the sky,
B. Be afraid my darling--
M. Embrace me as we die.
The lords of Fleet Street speculate -
As noble statesmen mediate,
They tread on thin ice cracked by hate -
One slip could spell disaster.
We gave you power to decide -
But now you gamble with our lives,
We've all been taken for a ride -
Next stop the hereafter.
These implements of science-friction -
Are the pawns of power play,
By splitting hairs and splitting atoms -
They'll kill us all the 'new-clear' way.
Entice us through Megeddo's gateway on this final exodus,
As flesh is turned to ash and vapour by the fires of 'terminus.'
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