Once our fathers built a place For us to retire, to... to gather strength No machine knows where it ties What we call our Cenotaph our leading light
Be one with the masses, don't make no sound A part of the union, a piece of the crowd Take a deep breath, follow the rules Stand in the line, don't tell the truth!
So even in this hopeless world The siblings have found a place Where we can dream away Sometimes truth is hard to find But at the Cenotaph we're allright
Be one with the masses, don't make no sound A part of the union, a piece of the crowd Take a deep breath, follow the rules Stand in the line, don't tell the truth!
The cenotaph shines, the cenotaph lights And I see Grace is what we'll find a silver embrace, the stars on your face it's getting clearer the cenotaph saves
On our way to get deranged Hoping the day will come To bring it to the end But a spark of hope remains We meet at the cenotaph where we will pray
The cenotaph shines, the cenotaph lights And I see Grace is what we'll find a silver embrace, the stars on your face it's getting clearer the cenotaph savesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
