Тексты песен «Skyclad»

Look what I got for Valentine's Day: Lady Luck came along, took my dreams away, And the tears hurt more than a broken nose - I bled from the thorns of a barbed-wire rose. I know that I'm supposed to pray Thanking God...

I'm twenty six years old - please tell me what have I got A monopoly on misery - I guess that's my lot Ten years of eating bullshit leaves it's taste in your mouth And I think the time has come for me to spit it all...

See the red "messiah" high upon a soap-box pulpit Agitating his apostles with the gospels in his hand While apprentice hitlers gather down in inner city subways To immortalise their ignorance with aerosol spray cans...

Walking my personal calvary mile to a do-it-yourself-crucifixion, It's a kingdom of clowns wearing martyrdom's crown - I must fight for my hammer and nails. We're an endless procession of lost, disposessed unbelievers -...

2 A.M. a southbound junction - innocence takes flight Common sense has lost all function - stranded in the night. The albatross has flown the nest - he's breaking family ties He recalls his mother weeping with her hands...

Wall "the west' wakes up to a terror attack But they got enough muscle to give it right back Now the warmongers are happy they know that they can't lose They picked a good day for to bury the bad news And all the...

Hear my tale - I'm norman normal, always humble, mild and meek. In my bank a lowly banker - run-down brach on nowhere street 'till one day a stranger called - a fetid bible black he laughed, Said "Sonny I don't want...

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Just a blank expression sitting in an easy chair The living incarnation of a world that doesn't care Mesmerized by media lies Now they're "New and Improved" by a cunning disguise It drinks their poisoned water And...

I stare at fading visions now much fainter than before Of the faces gathered round me and the clock upon my wall My loved-ones stand in mourning but the china timepiece laughs As it counts away the seconds (it knows all...

Silently gazing from the window - My mind detached from space and time. There is a secret only I know - A place where the city lights don't shine. Why don't you come up here with me? Let Aphrodite take you by the hand,...

[or A young Mr Polly takes the train] So we lie and wait for dreaded and demanding down Come wrest us from our safe and sleepy beds Over by the windown lie the raiment and the weapons That we need to take into this...

A song I dedicate unto those who share my need to give their all - and should they fall strive on til they succeed. though my belly aches with hunger - weary limbs tremble and shiver I'd rather go where waters flow -...

From far outside Earth's fragile atmosphere It's clearly apparent that the end is near The sleeper wakens and removes His golden casque Vital signs return to his quiescent craft. He is truth - a word to the wise Gods...

Carnal gladiators lie restless awaiting the dawn Slaves to their passion - so eager its will to perform They wrestle the "Double Backed Beast" face their foe hand to hand The arena was life but alone in deaths shadow...

A girl read my runes in the warm dressing room, It was then that I started to think There has to be something really worth hunting - I reach for another strong drink. For ten lonely years - that's my reward. My ego and...

Where they sit around And get a round in while the getting's good They'll make the most until the money's gone They're coming out to celebrate, to sing and dance and to escape A crazy world where everything seems wrong...

At the vanguard of a juddering caravan, hurriedly galloping down a dirt-track. Six furtive figures, crooked as Caliban; Smuggling hope to the land of the claque. Weary, hoarse-riders; irksomely blistered. Spent from a...

Twist the truth - then twist your arm, It's the Emperor Caligula School of Charm, Don't take his word 'cause it's not worth having it (he's an Art-Nazi) He's a tinpot Hitler gone berserk, A self-made man from another...

See the brave toreador just look at him thrive Off the crowd as they roar. For death brings a thrill To the everyday lives of the "non-com" observers Who gloat and chastise My mind can't believe we maintain This...