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Куплет:
The
wall on which
the prophets wrote
Is
cracking at the
seams.
Upon the
instruments of death
The sunlight brightly
gleams.
When every man is
torn apart
With nightmares and
with dreams,
Will
no one lay
the laurel wreath
When silence drowns
the screams.
Припев:
Confusion will be my
epitaph.
As I
crawl a cracked
and broken path
If we
make it we can all
sit back and laugh.
But I
fear tomorrow I'll be
crying
Yes I
fear tomorrow I'll be
crying
Yes I
fear tomorrow I'll be
cryingКуплет:
Between the
iron gates of fate,
The seeds of time
were sown,
And
watered by
the deeds of those
Who
know and
who are known;
Knowledge is a
deadly friend
If
no one sets
the rules.
The
fate of all
mankind I see
Is
in the hands of
fools.Куплет:
The
wall on which
the prophets wrote
Is
cracking at the
seams.
Upon the
instruments of death
The sunlight brightly
gleams.
When every man is
torn apart
With nightmares and
with dreams,
Will
no one lay
the laurel wreath
When silence drowns
the screams.
Припев:
Confusion will be my
epitaph.
As I
crawl a cracked
and broken path
If we
make it we can all
sit back and laugh.
But I
fear tomorrow I'll be
crying
Yes I
fear tomorrow I'll be
crying