Cover di Warrior on the Edge of Time

Warrior on the Edge of Time
Album - 1975 - Debaser id 57363

di Hawkwind

The Great Hound Barked
And the world turned white
The Great Hound Sighed
And the forest died
The Wizard Blew His Horn
The Wizard Blew His Horn

The snow snake hissed
And the world turned round
The snow snake grinned
In his fine cold sin
When The Wizard Blew His Horn
The Wizard Blew His Horn

The horse wept blood
And the earth did groan
The tall horse reared
From a lake of tears
To seek a Champion
To seek a Champion

The world was bleak
And the Earth did fear
The Wizard's Horn
The magic Horn
So it screamed for a champion
It screamed for a champion

The eagle laughed
And the world grew black
It stretched giant claws
And it snatched the Law
And the Champion stirred in his sleep
The Champion stirred in his sleep
Il tuo voto:
The questions asked but never known,
The feeling governs which way I'll go
Endless circles on my mind spiralling a downward climb
Which way I'll go.
The thoughts are there for you to find, but you never
know which way I'll go

Those flashing lights are warning me
But ever bidding voices see
You're caught in a web of emptiness
The tales told the path you tread
Does it lead into your head?
Or back to a world of emptiness?

Smiling faces watching me
Helping hands just wait and see
Which way I'll go
White walls stretching in the sun
Was it here that I began?
Which way I'll go
Faintly voices plead with me, ever asking ever see
which way I'll go.
Il tuo voto:
Magnu, horse with golden mane, I want your help yet once
again,
Walk not the earth but fly through space as lightning flash
or thunders race
Swift as the arrow from the bow, come to me so that no one
can know.
Sunbeams are my shafts to kill all men who dare
imagine ill,
Deceit that fears the light of day fly from the glory
of my ray,
Good minds open and take new light until we diminish
by the reign of night
A burning brand was seen to fall, it lit the
darkness of the hall,
The flying hoofbeats circling in, come to me and
let us spin.
Il tuo voto:
We're standing on the edge
The edge of time
And it is dark, so dark on the edge of time
And we're tired of making love
We are the lost, we are the ravaged
We are the unkind
We are the soldiers at the edge of time
And we're tired of making love
Where are our children
Where are our fathers
Where is our desire
And it's cold, so cold on the edge of time
Where is our joy
Where is our hope
Where is our fire
And it's cold, so cold on the edge of time
We are the the lost, we are the forgotten
We are the undying
We are the soldiers at the edge of time
The veterans of a thousand psychic wars
We are ths soldiers at the edge of time
The victims of the savage truth
We are the soldiers at the edge of time
And we're tired of making love
Il tuo voto:
We are the warriors at the edge of time
We are Humanity's scythe to sweep this way and that
And cut the Enemy down as weeds
We are Humanity's spade to dig up the roots wherever they have grown
We are Humanity's fire to burn the waste to the finest ash
We are the wind which will blow the ash away
As if it had never existed
We will destroy those Enemies
But we must first know the Enemies
And the Enemies are the devils that hide in our minds
And make us less than happy
They make us less than happy
We are the warriors at the edge of time
We are the veterans of a savage truth
We are the lost
We are the last
We are the betrayed
We are the betrayed
We are the betrayed................
Il tuo voto:
*Written by Lemmy of Motorhead when he was in Hawkwind.
This was also the first rock song to feature the word "Paralellogram"
in its lyrics. Not a lot of people know that.

Sunrise wrong side of another day
Sky-high and six thousand miles away
Don't know how long I've been awake
Wound up in an amazing state
Can't get enough and you know its righteous stuff
Goes up like prices at Christmas

Motorhead
You can call me Motorhead alright

Braindead total amnesia
Get some mental anaesthesia
Don't move, I'll shut the door and kill the lights
I guess I'll see ya all on the ice
All good clean fun, have another stick of gum
Man you look better already

Motorhead
You can call me Motorhead, alright

Fourth day, five day marathon
We're moving like a parallelogram
Don't move, I'll shut the door and kill the lights
If I can't be wrong, I must be right
I should be tired, and all I am is wired
Ain't felt this good for an hour

Motorhead,
You can call me Motorhead, all night.
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