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Sparta lyrics

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At the bottom you set it down from the top I counted you out cascading, the end draws near these rail lines, drown in fear in the dark days, hunger's free illumination, end with greed drag your feet, and strung along fight back, until you're gone chorus: This tunnel vision breaks my mind dark days leave this world behind humiliation takes it's toll proud hope stands tall

Lullaby Werent We Wild

Judybats
There's no sense in coming to your senses Our best ideals walk on barbed-wire fences All blood runs thin when reality dispenses Tall tales unfold And peasant becomes princess CHORUS We don't all have vision but some of us can see The sweet dulcinea rapt in everything I've made my decision; delirious and free We don't all have vision but some of us can see I saw you there Winnowing the black wheat, singing a dry dusty song Flat as the hulls at your feet Mi Aldonza In your hardened features Nothing replete, neither coy nor splendid All rags and cursing in the white heat Conoci con mi aldonza y yo no la queria Traigame mi guia Get me far from this place But oh too late, too familiar Leave me linger with this dark face CHORUS ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Prophecy

ICED EARTH "Something Wicked This Way Comes"
[Schaffer] I can see clearly now, a painful vision indeed An attack on hallowed ground, from high above Alien to us, the species known as man A serious threat, in the eyes of the Elder So heed my warning, before our own existence falls near extinct Our culture is lost in ancient mystery, covered in the sands of time A sacred few survive the massacre this night In secret they will meet a new society Ten thousand years from now, a child will be born I've seen the vision, the writing on the wall He'll walk the Earth, two thousand years or more Paving the way, for mankind's fall So there is hope you see, but we must act with great speed Assemble the chosen, the ones to lead, and morph them in the likeness of man Oppressed for centuries, await the prophecy The child will set us free, reclaim it rightfully We'll take their identity and live among them free All the while, plotting events that mold their history We'll build the perfect beast with the knowledge that they seek If it takes ten thousand years, we never will retreat Assassins we will be, through human history Jesus Christ to Kennedy, the Domino Decree Disciples of the Watch, prepare the coming curse If it takes ten thousand years, we never will retreat And so, our world is doomed, we'll lay claim again some day There is hope, in the birth of one, so many centuries away

Get Some

SNOT "Get Some"
This sickness it burns inside me It sticks in my throat I'm gonna choke I cannot speak Besides it runs the fear of the unknown Could this be some reckoning Wrath for wrong I've done, comin' back to haunt me The God I have denied his power shown But now I can't protest although defiant heart it pounds deep in my chest I know that this will have its way with me For now I choose to go I know it's just the mind tryin' to interrupt my flow Intentions all fall down My soul has died Feed the greed, its not need I figure so what Can you fix the hole that resides deep in this gut Right now I need a drink so I'll fix myself whatever it takes I cannot wait Now, this will not die they warned me in church when I was young I could rely If there's a God, he's one I've never seen & now I just lament Did not held the threat I played the cards that I've been dealt Like putting out the fire with gasoline For when I used I lose won't face the fear of life without something abused That now I'm forced to find another way My show your final show A homicide I tried to warn, you should have known Now I'll take you with me Show you my pain Feed the need it's not greed, I figure so what You gonna tell me punk now uh-huh Can you fix the hole that resides deep in this gut I'll fix myself whatever it takes I cannot wait Come & get it, Come & get it, get some I feed the need that twists my mind Time & time again (gibberish) Come & get it

Only A Man

JONNY LANG "Turn Around"
I used to live my life in fear Was worried all the time From waking up to laying down I had no peace of mind The world became a darkened place A struggle without end Although bitter times those were The days that I began To understand, I was only a man I grew up singing songs in church With questions in my mind Then turn my back and ran away From God who gave me life Then one nightHis presence fell I wept and shook, and knelt I fell down and cried ?Dear Jesus, rescue me again? I understand, I'm only a man And He said, "What will it be now Will you choose Me Or keep swimming Upstream now" "I've been inside your head, hearing you scream out Well, here I am, just take my hand And I'll take out all of the things And all of the fear, all of the fear" I'll give You my burdens I'll gave peace All of my desires I'll give you what you need And what about these chains, Lord? I'll set you free But they're so heavy Lay them at my feet I'll lay them at Your feet Just promise You won't leave I'll never leave So where do I go from here, Lord Just follow me, just follow me I'll follow You Just follow me Wherever You lead, wherever You lead Wherever You lead

German Overalls

Peter Hammill
Manheim; rainy Saturday with no money nor friend, only Tequila can end the boredom. Try to reach London for a pocket of hope; we're children, we grope in the dark. Hugh spends his last Mark on coffee and cheese... I feel just like a refugee... Rathaus-keepers and traffic police, middle-aged maids with rotting teeth industrial magazines and old Sunday Times; reading material/bleeding lines. What are we doing here? Memorial manace, eager for revenge, has begun to bend our minds. Shower-curtain imperative in the presence of acid; now, feeling placid is death. I try to hold my breath as the P.A. comes down... here we all are in Ktown! The Big Wheel never fails to grind around; it drags me up/drags me down Seven sentenses wonder 'Can this be real, or am I become a performing seal?' Why are we dying here? I walk the streets alone, try to find a sign of love, I've crushed the plaster-bone in the freaky clubs, I have bit the fruit but all I live for is to play and I'm tired of the nights and the days of airports, taxis and motorway showers, grooping for a key in the afterhours. David takes to travelling in the van, He knows that we all can understand; we're at the mercy of the Kosmos Tour, making a pilgrimage to the German Lourdes... but we're still crippled here. Cathedrals spiral skywards, I think I'm getting vertigo, I think I don't know what is real. On a more sudden spotlight, one more madness is over... I must not show a sign of fear. Words echo round my ears, I think I'm going to laugh... think I'll just go and take a bath, Guess I'll wash my clothes, don't you know I'll grow to go and make my name, maybe a servant in the Fame game; stake my sane and rest my life on the line... Now lay me asunder and rend my mind; at the fall of the curtain let this be my ghost...

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