Tradução: Reisa L. Gerber. Diatriba musical.
: Tu suenas como el agua que lleva el rio, Tocas en mi ventana y pides carino, Dices que soy el paso de tu camino, Andas jugando con mi destino, Tus
: Reaping the wind through this mortal shell In the wake of destruction this will not fail Walking through shadows defined by my suffering Feeding the
: Pohjoisen synkista metsista saapui joukko hurja ja voittamaton. Kiiltavat miekat, kirveet ja seipaat taisteluun villiin valmiina on. Ja taiselut loppuvat
: [Music: Pintado; lyrics: Embury] Blindness leading. Which one of me is real? Through corridors of uncertainity A force without form. I've dug a hole
: [Music & lyrics: Embury] A fragile peace that exists inside A frame so shallow, so narrow-minded. An open wound - we run inside. A raging turmoil.
: [Music: Harris, Pintado; lyrics: Embury] 25 years severed, Take it and like it, Feel like there's nothing more, And your story. [Chorus] Thirsty,
: [Music: Harris; lyrics: Embury, Harris] The wrong time, the wrong place, Our smiling face of distruct. Buried, the seed deep in all our heads. Prepared
: [Music & lyrics: Embury] Played out, wide off the mark, Mania develops, Akin ti fiction, More than to a world of fact. [Chorus:] My own worst enemy
: [Music & lyrics: Embury] Innocence - a painful reminescene Of what was not And will never be. Meant not for me. An unjust war On the futile. [Chorus
: [Music: Harris; lyrics: Greenway] I lived for a moment I grabbed hold and I didn't relent Skin of my teeth, Holds no longer. And now I come to claim
: [Music: Embury; lyrics: Greenway] Take the strain! Can you take it? Take the strain! Or even fake it? Take the strain! Aren't we lucky Take the strain
: [Music: Harris, Embury; lyrics: Greenway] Staying on an even keel. Keeping a gauge. Sanity hags in the balance. I could go either way. Celberal half
: [Music: Harris, Embury; lyrics: Greenway] ...you weren't born with the world falling at your feet- The path is long and agonizing being dragged on
tolerate this fucked democratic process? - no! Shattering the passive dream Is it 'cause we like to hear the sound of our voice? Big-hearted diatribes
: [Music: Pintado; lyrics: Greenway] Load the burden across my shoulders. Pour the effluent on thick. Placate, sedate, eradicate. Wage a war on my
Reaping the wind through this mortal shell In the wake of destruction this will not fail Walking with shadows defined by my suffering Feeding the spirit
25 years severed, take it and like it, Feel like there's nothing more, end of story. Thirsty, despised, real love destroys. Hungry for anger. Hungry for
