Fozzy - Nameless faceless
Tekst :
See the broken man torn and twisted in grief
Screaming to the sky in pain and disbelief
How could it be that any man could allow this?
Living in the filth of faded innocence
Through it all the hearts of men grow colder
Numb to the world as the cowards get bolder
Yesterday s success succeeds in tainting the mindset
Still we wonder where the good old days went
And I am nameless
There s no mistaking where the future lies
And I am faceless
In the bed you ve made sleeps the failure in you tonight
solo-Rick Beato
Take a look around at the hell you ve created
Self respect and dignity just memories faded
Each day a little closer to the fate you have made
Life wasted on myself and the stench of my decay
Refuse to accept the role that you would have me play
The call of it s master I won t live to betray
Outstretching of your hand you are a man undone
No shame, no pride, no faith, your soul s a setting sun
Chorus
solo-Ryan Mallam
Inne utwory
Break the walls down Stay hungry Daze of the week Stand up and shout Crucify yourself The test Where eagles dare End of days Freewheel burning Feel the burn Big city nights Balls to the wall Enemy Wanderlust All that remains Losowe utwory
Like the time we spent most everyday
And the plans we make to runaway
You and I had a dream
It was us against them back then
Now I still recall our first big fight
When you bailed me out of jail that night
You and I had a dream
It was us against...
I am a poor wayfaring stranger
Travelling through this world of woe
But there s no sickness, toil or danger
In that bright land to which I go
Well I m going there
To meet my mother
Said she d meet me when...
I know you had to go
It s too late to turn back
And I know you re so far away
It s too bad all the things that you might say
I saw the way you move
You never stop to notice what you have
You saw the way I looked at you today
When everyone...
Operator I’m looking for a girl
You’ve got to help me get through
I don’t know much about her
So I’m relying on you
She got rhythm but no sense of timing
She likes living but she’s got no
Address
Operator you’ve got to get me out of
This mess
Que Dios bendiga el Génesis,
Ese es Mackie el maquiabelico.
El maquiabelico.
[x2]
Esta bailando en su nota
Chequea como se agota, gota, gota.
Es pura calentura dura.
Una soltura en esa cintura.
Y sube la temperatura.
Esa esta suelta en la línea súper encendía
La quiero explotar y vea como la hago la mía.
[x2]
Con esa nota esa
Te pichea...