歌曲 | Racing Shadows |
歌手 | Eloy |
专辑 | Destination |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Bornemann, Gerlach | |
There's nowhere left to hide | |
From the fatman and his lies | |
A TV puppet-politician | |
He thinks his words so fine | |
Great, important, and divine | |
A 20th century magician | |
In reality he's nothing but a shark | |
He appears to be a shadow in the dark | |
He's making rules and laws | |
To satisfy his greedy paws | |
He's got this art down to perfection | |
Ideals improvised | |
What's good for him is legalised | |
For he's the leader of the nation | |
But a dog that bites | |
Will seldom ever bark | |
All his slogans fade to nothingness | |
For he is but a shadow in the dark | |
Every step they take | |
Every move they make | |
Everything is fake | |
Just an illusion | |
Madmen rise and fall | |
Many heads may roll | |
But they don't care at all | |
And sow confusion | |
Their perverted schemes are reaching their peak | |
Insanity reigns | |
Simple parasites they feed off the weak | |
Posessing their brains | |
Undercover of the titles they hold | |
That makes them so bold | |
Another blindman trips and falls | |
And deaf men cannot hear at all | |
They smile towards their self destruction | |
Yes-men nod and bow their heads | |
Could own their own minds but instead | |
They're just like puppets of corruption | |
And they play their game while corpses pave their way | |
And they'll force a smile until the day | |
The racing shadows finally fade away | |
Every step they take | |
Every move they make | |
Everything is fake | |
Just an illusion | |
Madmen rise and fall | |
Many heads may roll | |
But they don't care at all | |
And sow confusion | |
Their perverted schemes are reaching their peak | |
Insanity reigns | |
Simple parasites they feed off the weak | |
Posessing their brains | |
Undercover of the titles they hold | |
That makes them so bold | |
There's a fire burning in our hearts | |
It throws a light upon their dubious talk | |
Let the fire burn to disclose all their lies | |
Let them play their games but be true to yourself | |
And the flames will rage until the day | |
The racing shadows finally fade away | |
Every step they take | |
Every move they make | |
Everything is fake | |
Just an illusion | |
Madmen rise and fall | |
Many heads may roll | |
But they don't care at all | |
And sow confusion | |
Their perverted schemes are reaching their peak | |
Insanity reigns | |
Simple parasites they feed off the weak | |
Posessing their brains |
zuo ci : Bornemann, Gerlach | |
There' s nowhere left to hide | |
From the fatman and his lies | |
A TV puppetpolitician | |
He thinks his words so fine | |
Great, important, and divine | |
A 20th century magician | |
In reality he' s nothing but a shark | |
He appears to be a shadow in the dark | |
He' s making rules and laws | |
To satisfy his greedy paws | |
He' s got this art down to perfection | |
Ideals improvised | |
What' s good for him is legalised | |
For he' s the leader of the nation | |
But a dog that bites | |
Will seldom ever bark | |
All his slogans fade to nothingness | |
For he is but a shadow in the dark | |
Every step they take | |
Every move they make | |
Everything is fake | |
Just an illusion | |
Madmen rise and fall | |
Many heads may roll | |
But they don' t care at all | |
And sow confusion | |
Their perverted schemes are reaching their peak | |
Insanity reigns | |
Simple parasites they feed off the weak | |
Posessing their brains | |
Undercover of the titles they hold | |
That makes them so bold | |
Another blindman trips and falls | |
And deaf men cannot hear at all | |
They smile towards their self destruction | |
Yesmen nod and bow their heads | |
Could own their own minds but instead | |
They' re just like puppets of corruption | |
And they play their game while corpses pave their way | |
And they' ll force a smile until the day | |
The racing shadows finally fade away | |
Every step they take | |
Every move they make | |
Everything is fake | |
Just an illusion | |
Madmen rise and fall | |
Many heads may roll | |
But they don' t care at all | |
And sow confusion | |
Their perverted schemes are reaching their peak | |
Insanity reigns | |
Simple parasites they feed off the weak | |
Posessing their brains | |
Undercover of the titles they hold | |
That makes them so bold | |
There' s a fire burning in our hearts | |
It throws a light upon their dubious talk | |
Let the fire burn to disclose all their lies | |
Let them play their games but be true to yourself | |
And the flames will rage until the day | |
The racing shadows finally fade away | |
Every step they take | |
Every move they make | |
Everything is fake | |
Just an illusion | |
Madmen rise and fall | |
Many heads may roll | |
But they don' t care at all | |
And sow confusion | |
Their perverted schemes are reaching their peak | |
Insanity reigns | |
Simple parasites they feed off the weak | |
Posessing their brains |
zuò cí : Bornemann, Gerlach | |
There' s nowhere left to hide | |
From the fatman and his lies | |
A TV puppetpolitician | |
He thinks his words so fine | |
Great, important, and divine | |
A 20th century magician | |
In reality he' s nothing but a shark | |
He appears to be a shadow in the dark | |
He' s making rules and laws | |
To satisfy his greedy paws | |
He' s got this art down to perfection | |
Ideals improvised | |
What' s good for him is legalised | |
For he' s the leader of the nation | |
But a dog that bites | |
Will seldom ever bark | |
All his slogans fade to nothingness | |
For he is but a shadow in the dark | |
Every step they take | |
Every move they make | |
Everything is fake | |
Just an illusion | |
Madmen rise and fall | |
Many heads may roll | |
But they don' t care at all | |
And sow confusion | |
Their perverted schemes are reaching their peak | |
Insanity reigns | |
Simple parasites they feed off the weak | |
Posessing their brains | |
Undercover of the titles they hold | |
That makes them so bold | |
Another blindman trips and falls | |
And deaf men cannot hear at all | |
They smile towards their self destruction | |
Yesmen nod and bow their heads | |
Could own their own minds but instead | |
They' re just like puppets of corruption | |
And they play their game while corpses pave their way | |
And they' ll force a smile until the day | |
The racing shadows finally fade away | |
Every step they take | |
Every move they make | |
Everything is fake | |
Just an illusion | |
Madmen rise and fall | |
Many heads may roll | |
But they don' t care at all | |
And sow confusion | |
Their perverted schemes are reaching their peak | |
Insanity reigns | |
Simple parasites they feed off the weak | |
Posessing their brains | |
Undercover of the titles they hold | |
That makes them so bold | |
There' s a fire burning in our hearts | |
It throws a light upon their dubious talk | |
Let the fire burn to disclose all their lies | |
Let them play their games but be true to yourself | |
And the flames will rage until the day | |
The racing shadows finally fade away | |
Every step they take | |
Every move they make | |
Everything is fake | |
Just an illusion | |
Madmen rise and fall | |
Many heads may roll | |
But they don' t care at all | |
And sow confusion | |
Their perverted schemes are reaching their peak | |
Insanity reigns | |
Simple parasites they feed off the weak | |
Posessing their brains |