Angel Of Violence - Sore | Текст песни

• Тексты песен
• Angel Of Violence
• Sore

An aged scar, it cannot heal.
The time has taught me well,
This time it’s all too real

Falling apart, it atrophies.
My resolve is gone.
And I’m on my knees.

Tear it out at the heart; Cut it clean.
The anger known the things I’ve seen,
I can take no more,
(time wont heal)
Time won’t heal this sore.

Cherished life (in lividity) cherish the flesh
Mother holding baby dear, on her breast,
Baby falters from her arms. (Cosy no more)
Baby turns to a man, (victory to vengeance)
Man to a man, shake the hand hold tight,
Now we’ve got a fight for interests in land.
Time won’t heal this sore.

--
No love lost, I’ve never been there, to hold your hand.
(I’ve never been so alive)
In the name of victory, we’ve given our lives, we are still men,
/I’ve given my life, I am still man)
(I’ve never felt so alive)
This never changing let the orders stay the same, carry on,
(Earning rank with a need to survive)
For the sake of victory, we’ll never die in vein, carry on
Tell the story to our sons.
--

The cycle goes on, the endless wheel.
Father dies for the son. (Killed by the killer inside)
For reasons I can’t see.

Another generation gone, all hope lost.
Upcoming life, from blood on the frost,
Will it stay the same? (The sun grows cold)
Child playing toys, same games we’ve played.
Toy guns turn real, baseball into a hand grenade.
Same clarion call, call to war, (Agitated Tyranny)
Child turned man, goes without knowing what for.
Time won’t heal this sore.

Angel Of Violence еще тексты