Beware The Neverending
Beware The Neverending - Angry Little Boy songtekst
Je score:
We keep drifting on and on Across this barren wasteland Seared earth laid waste On another plane of existence Set ablaze like the plague in our brooding creations Look up and align with the fire in the skies After the torchlight red on sweaty faces After the frosty silence in the gardens After the agony in stony places The shouting and the crying Prison and place and reverberation Our thunder of spring over distant mountains He who was living is now dead We who were living are now dying With a little patience A graceful approach that you carry on And carry yourself in such a way That could never be recreated And in your eyes I see so much more Than that place you always go back to You can pull yourself away from That face that constantly haunts you We are the fucking tyrants