A/Amoral/Nothing Daunted (Gallows Pole Rock 'n' Roll)
Ticking, that insane sound We dance to the running of hours Programmed moments passing by Tighten the knot around our time
Fortunes slipping, ignoring despair Generations deny their collapse Staring up the gallows pole To once more sigh in relief
So silent the breath of a dead man So silent we don't want to hear Just grin back at fate when it's smiling The headsman won't forget
Expectations constitute the failures As we pray to have the world Programmed figures passing by On their ceaseless hunt to conquer life Wealth at the steps of the blind Seeking on both sides
All clung to the ropes Failing two feet down We refuse to drown in the sand And make decisions of no avail Staring up with arrogance To play the fool nothing daunted
So silent the breath of a dead man So silent we don't want to hear Laughing at those who we left behind Just can't get enough of the ride
Ticking, that insane sound We dance to the running of hours Programmed moments passing by Tighten the knot around our time
Fortunes slipping, ignoring despair Generations deny their collapse Staring up the gallows pole To once more sigh in relief
All clung to the ropes Falling two feet down No need to flee, they have found us Praying to have it allTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
