Chimaira - Disposable heroes

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Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end
No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend
Running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all
Victim of what said should be
A servant `til I fall
Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty one, only son
But he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
Do just as we say
Finished here, Greeting Death
He s yours to take away
Back to the front
You will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
You will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
You coward
You servant
You blindman
Barking of machinegun fire, does nothing to me now
Sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow
More a man, more stripes you bare, glory seeker trends
Bodies fill the fields I see
The slaughter never ends
Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty one, only son
But he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
Just do as we say
Finished here, Greeting Death
He s yours to take away
Back to the front
You will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
You will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
You coward
You servant
You blindman
Why, Am I dying?
Kill, have no fear
Lie, live off lying
Hell, Hell is here
I was born for dying
Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say Had no chance to see myself, molded day by day
Looking back I realize, nothing have I done
Left to die with only friend
Alone I clench my gun
Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty one, only son
But he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
Just do as we say
Finished here, Greeting Death
He s yours to take away
Back to the front
You will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
You will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
You coward
You servant
You blindman
Back to the front.

Inne utwory

  • Paralyzed
  • Down again
  • Stays the same
  • Balls to the wall
  • Silence
  • Lumps
  • Nothing remains
  • Everything you love
  • Overlooked
  • No reason to live
  • Indifferent to suffering
  • Pray for all
  • Crawl
  • Resurrection
  • Left for dead
  • Sphere
  • Losowe utwory

    Whole lot easier

    It s a whole lot easier like this
    Cos you weren t in my life
    But I don t think you ll always
    Be wrestling on my mind
    And my friends tell me it s for the best
    And that truth is sometimes unkind...

    This Is Me

    I ve always been the kind of girl
    That hid my face
    So afraid to tell the world
    What I ve got to say
    But I have this dream
    Right inside of me
    I m gonna let it show, it s time
    To let you know
    To let you know

    This is real, this is me
    I m exactly where...

    Wewnątrz

    Za chwilę coś zdarzy się
    W palcach znajomy czuję chłód
    Drzewa jakiś inny dziś kładą cień
    Snuję się po mieście jakby
    W narkotycznym śnie

    Za chwilę coś zabije mnie
    Czy naprawdę będzie komuś żal?
    Czuję, jakby sto milionów rąk
    Wciągało mnie do bagna
    Nie, - ja muszę uciec...

    Rewind

    Pickin up the pieces
    of the wreck you went and left
    and i m dealing with dilemmas
    in my not-so-stressful life
    and i m drinking stronger spirits
    i made my home here on the floor
    and i m losing all ambition
    i m a ghost

    and i m going all...

    Lo Que Soy

    Desde muy niña siempre actué
    Con timidez
    Con el miedo de decir
    Todo de una vez

    Tengo un sueño en mí
    Que brillando está
    Lo dejaré salir
    Por fin tú sabrás

    Lo que soy, es real
    Soy exactamente la que debo ser hoy
    Deja que la luz, brille en mí
    Ahora sí, sé quién soy
    No hay manera de ocultar
    Lo que siempre...