: [lyrics: Sundin] A bolt of blazing gold, lifted from the horizon's edge Another radiant dawn sends new hope, avowed my hearty pledge My yearning to
: Nightmare, feeling the weight I'm a sinner - guilty Power, power to stop me from trying - living There is light but it's not for me I am my own god
: Put it in my hand Tell me how much pressure it takes to get you off Give it all give em hell that's your birthright Back in grade school that's where
: Here we go I got something to tell ya, The land of plenty is the land of privilege For your blue-eyed culture-deprived American boy You got your dicks
: {Ah. Uh. Ah. Uh. Ah. Uh.} It's alright. Can I see you later tonight? You're so fine. Younger than the others; it's not right. 'Cause you know I
: You told a lie You make up stories You say wake up I'm stuck I'm comin' around I'm on fire You're so alive You got the good juice I feel alright,
: Woman, Skip in and walk like you own the place, baby Move on You gotta get your groove on And take it all Didn't you want to change the world Like
: I felt you watching me Eyes dripping like a drink Past the conversation That fell from my lips There's always a wordless sound That goes spinning
Bolt ! , Yeah , Faut que tu saches que je suis determine , Jlache pas je suis vitamine , je suis pret a briller , A la Usain , A la Usain , A la Usain Bolt
Well, she talks like a bullet And she looks like a goddess Says she's a traveler And she knows where she's going Dresses like a model Talks like a liar
First hour approaches Repretuating grief Empowering to strike down Sowing the defeat Their centre - line lies broken We will not forget Though faith will
Entering - the dawn of a new era Confused perspectives - there is nothing left to fear All objectives - now rearranged No principles - to enslave Within
Scattered on foreign fields Lie the burnt out hulls of our dead armor Old landscape wreckage And this Earth now scorched Selfless acts of bravery In
All that remains Of your dying world Lies crumbling, twisted ruins From the ashes - none will return Die Shattered dreams forgotten Body writhes in
Turn around and shield your eyes, Don't look back as the earth dies NO tomorrow for eternity' The apocalyptic prophecy' Our futile lives shall be no more
On the edge Spirit begins to break Chances unsure Not much more you can take Weakness grows Nerves start to crack Far from safe There is no turning back
All is lost, survival is all that remains Dying at will, there is no pain Memories of hate run deep in my mind Body's numb, no feelings toward mankind
Led to the slaughter, your life in their hands Destroying maiming at will Spread all around, deep in the group Trenches for corpses to fill Advance to
