Cover di Executioner's Song

Executioner's Song
Album - 1985 - Debaser id 38696

di Razor

Searching in the darkness, searching for the light
Looking to the darkness, putting up a fight
Iron chains surround you, you try to make a run
Someone near has found you, and now you see the sun
Bright lights, now you can see where you are
Far, out in the universe
Now, you, try to escape from this spot
Hot, ready or not
Take this torch
Feel the white hot metal, feel it burn your skin
Experience the torture, pay for all your sins
Taken to the stairwell, taken to a cell
Scorches all your body, taste the wrath of hell
Il tuo voto:
Metal fury, metal sound
We'll rock this place right to the ground
Pounding drums, pounding bass
The look of anger in your face
Lights and action hit the floor
Speed and power, give me more
Molten mayhem, tempered steel
Love to hear the guitar squeal
Fast and loud
Loud and proud
Gotta rock hard
To please the crowd
Fast and loud
Power trip
Now's the time
To let it rip!
Spikes and leather fill the hall
Really want to please you all
Armoured fists, i see them shake
How much can our bodies take?
Sound of metal in the air
Time for you to get your share
Metal fans fill our dreams
Love to hear your metal screams!
Il tuo voto:
Deep within these ruins is a city full of life
A growing force surpassing all the poverty and strife
An underground militia taking orders from but one
The right to choose who lives or dies 'til senseless victories won
The deadly prowlers are active through the night
To seek their vengeance on others who will fight
Can't see past the fact that they're fighting for their lives
The enemies seek liberation from something deep inside
City of damnation: aggression rules their lives
City of damnation: beckons them to die
City of damnation: on a killing spree
City of damnation: fighting endlessly
They cannot lose the power of a never ending cause
They reach with fear at better things ignoring all the laws
The street becomes a jungle and death attains respect
The bloody anger takes control and minds it does infect
Unending struggle complicates with sheer determination
Killing friend, killing foe, fulfilled extermination
They guard against the enemy to save the territory
A battle which results in death and takes away the glory
Trapped in streets of debris, they're masters at their trade
The fury and the violence will never cease or fade
Alongside all their rivals, dead bodies prove their loss
They're really only rebels both fighting for one cause
Il tuo voto:
The mighty clash, no time for fear
All civil rights are lost
Death to all the innocent
The unborn are the cost
Trampling through the human waste
As hopeless as it seems
A driving force, an inner flame
Compels to me my dreams
Try to cut loose, try to break free
I just can't climb any higher
They're closing in, for the kill
Escape the fire
Crushing down the multitudes
The depths of hell ascend
Mist upon a moonlit sky
Fades to oblivion
Wretvhed captors force their way
On those who will not fight
Bloodstained vengeance rules their mind
The fire's burning bright
Obsessed with total anarchy
The battle rages on
Regimes shall fall to the ground
We must prove them wrong
Destruction levels city streets
Product of desire
I realize my fate is death
I can't escape the fire
Il tuo voto:
Rebel racer speeding on Will you ever reach the sun? Blazing chrome, gleam machine Fastest thing you've ever seen Melting rubber clear a turn You can smell the tires burn Rapid speed, really steaming Beyond the realms of death With each unspoken breath There's nothing you can't face In a death race Straightforeward course not hard to hold Into the mists, nights so cold You create a battle zone Engine grinds to the bone Smell of gas fills the air Fuel leak, best beware Driving hard, no second thought Warning lights, don't get caught Aiming for the blazing sun So close he thinks the battle's won Fuel blows from a single spark Fireball lights up the dark Rebel racer is no more Battle's lost, black smoke and gore Time forgets another soul One more mark on the death toll Beyond the realms of death With each unspoken breath Explosion leaves no trace In a death race
Il tuo voto:
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