Тексты песни «Firestorm»

Now that the war is over I have returned to find myself Things that I've said and things that I have done Come like lead ricocheting off a steel wall Lost in a dream reality a haunting song sings out a tune of sorrow...

Street by street. Block by block. Taking it all back. The youth immersed in poison - turn the tide counterattack. Violence against violence, let the roundups begin. A firestorm to purify the bane that society drowns in...

Look out in this crowd for some beauty and hope But you're dulled from the smoke, I'm afraid it's just dope. You say sing something pretty; I don't feel it today Cause I got a feeling this may all go away. A man's life...

Imagine if there was a dream upon your stage And all the time, a battle raged on within you How could you end the war for good? Amethyst valley bound engulfing every sound Silence, never close to enough Conquest...

Chorus: Hey, hey, burned away In the night on fire and the sunless day! Ha, ha, rule of law! Biggest lie you ever saw. Fall wars here and big crimes there Make such a fine excuse To put your life in the hands of a...

The heat from the sun, we face a global warning It's only just begun, it's time to choose or we will loose There'll be no place to call our home, the earth will fade away There's no place to run away when the firestorm...

I have seen a burning, never seen it higher If you haven't seen a firestorm You haven't seen a fire Saw 'em runnin' down the street, with no home to go Just the shoes on their feet, nothin' else to show I have seen...

Flame, light up on, got a flame, light up on Got a flame, light up on, got it back, start a firestorm Got a flame, light up on, got a flame, light up on Got a flame, light up on, got it back, start a firestorm I burn...

Chorus: Hey, hey, burned away In the night on fire and the sunless day! Ha, ha, rule of law! Biggest lie you ever saw. Fall wars here and big crimes there Make such a fine excuse To put your life in the hands of a man...

[Music by: P. Wagner, M. Schmidt, Lyrics by: P. Wagner] This place, home for all generations, never's been to small when all life worked hand in hand the centuries passed one by one without changing the circumstances...

But a kingdom that has once been destroyed can never comb back into being nor can the dead ever be brought back to life Morning saw an air strike The sirens scream out loud Callings on the radio Of what is coming...