Demon - Touching the ice
Tekst :
Heading in the new direction
Old bulldogs had its day
Steel wheels moving in slow motion
Think it s time to take our place
Let s rattle the cage
Work the machine
Let em know who you are
Shine to be seen
Crushed the cold hands of tradition
Who cares where you come from?
We re receivers of progression
Not signals out of phase
The mood on the street
Can t hold the line
To where will it lead?
Move on the tide
We are touching the whole human race
We are touching now
We are touching a time and a place
We are touching now
Touching, touching
Touching, touching
As we race to meet the future
A generation after face
Knowing nothing s really certain
Only the chance we gotta take
Don t need the disguise
To hide the mistakes
Rather run gainst the odds
Than sail on the waste
From the start of the gun
To the crossing of tape
In the eyes of the world
There s no escape
We are touching the whole human race
We are touching now
We are touching a time and a place
We are touching now
Inne utwory
Hemispheres Beyond the gates One helluva night A step too far Fool to play the hard way Blackheath intro Victim of fortune Total possession Expressing the heart Wonderland The grand illusion Decisions The plague Genius Proxima Into the nightmare Strange institution Night of the Demon Losowe utwory
To nie jest czas na miłość
To nie jest na to czas
Trochę się zachmurzyło
I wieje chłodny wiatr
Wciąż patrzysz w moje oczy
A wokół gwar i szum
Jak Ci to wytłumaczyć
Brakuje mądrych słów
Są takie chwile na na na
To każdy zna
Traci się głowę na na...
I don t want to forget all the longing
For the good things gone bad again
Give me strength to raise the stare
Let me keep what I have to grow
Did I have the face of
A long lost friend who went down to the shore
We saw what the meaninglessness goes around
Cause we took...
I
Nie chcę , może nie umiem
Chować się w tłumie
W bezpieczny mrok
Nie chcę , po prostu nie chcę
Lubię powietrze
Otwartych łąk
II
Wolna , czuję się wolna
I niepokorna
Lubiłabym
Z ciszy ciasnej i gęstej
Budzić się częściej
Wolałabym
Ref.:
Wiem ,...
I Don t Mean to Piss You Off With Things I Might Say
But When I Try to Shut My Mouth They Come Out Anyway
When I Speak My Mind, That s When We Connect
But That s Not Politically Correct
Our Heads Are So Filled With Thought, We Can t Use Our Imagination
Like...
Rev high
Bend low and free the dead word
When I stand up and feel the head burst
WHen i stand out i ll hold it under
When I stand down I won t be down for long
Remember why you re not along