crociato ha scritto:
Basta aprire gli occhi vedere le copertine

e tradurre i testi.
Tu sei proprio de coccio.

Ashes and promises share a bond
Through the winds of change
Words are blown away
When visions that should be
Are tattooed in your mind
The power to let go
Is sometimes hard to find

The answer cannot be found
In the writing of others
Or the words of a trained mind
In a precious world of memories
We find ourselves confined

Claws so razor sharp
Ripping at the spirit

Promises a potential to hurt
Is anything real?
When forever is to be until
Deep inside, in the world of empty words...
No escaping from those haunting
Empty words...

Do you ever feel it?
A craving that is so strong
To by thought rewind in order to find

Expectations that shined through the doubt
That soon would turn into the price
Of what a word will be worth
When tomorrow comes
To be and we are left
Standing on our own-
And seeing what is real...

The answer cannot be found
In the writing of others
Or the words of a trained mind
In a precious world of memories
We find ourselves confined

Claws so razor sharp
Ripping at the spirit

Behold the one called Lucifer eternally damned
In caverns of despair
His mind infested with hate for you
May every soul of his death be aware

We reject you Satan the prince of hate
You'll pay dearly for the atrocities you've done
Your head will be crushed and vile gore spurt
It'll be all over for all who hate the Son

Choose not to die
Choose after-life

Vengeance is mine saith Almighty God
Whatever you sow you'll reap
Unlimited power is found in Christ
You must arise from your deceptive sleep

Come before the writhing flames
Witness the death of your spell
For Satan is stripped of strength and power
Left helpless to burn forever

Soldiers of hate on the war path to doom
Victims of their decision to deny
Destructive consequences befall the denier
Almighty will reveal to them why
No more sacrifices required
Away with your satanic attire
Wake up mislead children of wrath
Escape the consequence of the fire

Must you prolong this charade of gore
The hands of time in continual movement
The scum of the earth that you call master
Has already been defeated

Behold all this of which we speak
Is genuine warning to those who'll listen
Illusion or fantasy this is neither
Decide for Christ you must hasten

Their freedom was taken away as they crashed
To be abducted for research
The experiment will make sure they won't last
Are there still some alive ones?

The incident was shut down
Because national security
Was in jeopardy
They say the weather balloon crashed
But we know it's bullshit
We have the right to know what really happened in
Roswell 47
Shipping back pieces to hangar
To slowly put it together
To find new weapon technology
And maybe answer how to live forever

Afraid of spreading the disease, chaos and confusion
The energy and physics law will be worthless
But we have the right to know what really happened in
Roswell 47

They came to visit us in secret, but something really happened
They lost control and crashed in Roswell 1947
1947

Rileggiti i miei messaggi,ho come l'impressione è che non vuoi leggere le mie risposte.

Quel rumore a cui tu sei tanto affezionato

ascoltato da una cerchia di persone,amanti del tecnicismo fine a se stesso e quindi poco incline alla melodia.

Il TUO ego è smisurato.
Se piace a te,non può piacere a tutti.
Addio.