Behind Zildjians
08-06-2005, 12:37 PM
Its like a constant reminder
a constant confiner
of all that never will be
a shining blue light
a self sacrafice
well help this race to see
the staggering ground
all spinning around
you mind will never see
as darkness sets in
you want to begin
a brand new life of peace...
...
If theres a man out of water, blood smeard in his hand
and scars and wounds of a thousand men
when you joion him maybe you will understand
the light at the end of the tunnels no friend
when you slave for your wife, slave for your home
theres no fu ckin way im dieing alone
its time for redemption, time for new life
im sick of constant sacrafice
a constant confiner
of all that never will be
a shining blue light
a self sacrafice
well help this race to see
the staggering ground
all spinning around
you mind will never see
as darkness sets in
you want to begin
a brand new life of peace...
...
If theres a man out of water, blood smeard in his hand
and scars and wounds of a thousand men
when you joion him maybe you will understand
the light at the end of the tunnels no friend
when you slave for your wife, slave for your home
theres no fu ckin way im dieing alone
its time for redemption, time for new life
im sick of constant sacrafice