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„The Anthem For Defeated”

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My life-line’s getting shorter while I’m walking it alone.
Everyday I look at miserable, weak and empty dawn.
My sacrificial gift for all that begged for help
Will be unforgettable for handfull of those, who left.

There’s no past, no future, only present left for us,
By the gates of malice wide open like my arms.
Absorbing every gift , rouinous, but not for stranger,
Who I am, living life extremely short and tender.

Ref.:
Cries grow apathetic with every dull age,
I’m turning the next time’s written page.
In chill, cold flames around the faces,
With scorn, looking at efforts for changes.

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Abusing laugh hidden where my eyes can’t see.
Flora burning my already tired feet.
In my pain, there’s hidden consignment for those,
Who’s lifes can’t last as long as they want.

Trodden pride wriggling in it’s mental agony,
Sending for us the last, final warning.
Tragedy, there’s no escape for anyone,
The squalid emperor will sit on the throne.

Ref.:
Cries grow apathetic with every dull age,
I’m turning the next time’s written page.
In chill, cold flames around the faces,
With scorn, looking at efforts for changes.

Dobry tekst... Kurde Marek szkoda, że Cie nie ma w Szczecinie Crying or Very sad

Zajechało Giejostwem Razz

No wiesz...? To byla niezla poezja, w dodatku dla kapeli, to znaczy hicior moze z ego byc! Smile

Genialny tekscik Smile

może bym cos zrozumiała jak bym znała angielski

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.

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.

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.

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.

a to co

kozo

King Crimson - Epitaph... jak mi powiesz ze nie znasz tego..to zaraz tam pojade i Ci naakopie:D

to musisz mi nakopac Razz

nie interesują mnie Twoje gówna

Ty jestes gowno..i to nie moje gówno...tylko swiatowy klasyk... Exclamation

! Tłuczku! Very Happy

swiatowy klasyk hahahaha

dobre sobie mutancie Razz

tam do Ciebie na ta przygraniczna wies to nic nei dociera.. albo az takim jestes muzycznym ignorantem..zapytaj rodziców...o King Crimson... .....

Ta piosenka co wsadziłem tekst jest zawsze w pierwszej 10 jako top wszechczasów... rok 1969 (płyta In The Court Of The Crimson King)! Deklu od szamba! Razz

Jest pare rzeczyw muzyce ktore warto wuiedziec ze sa... to tak jakby nie wiezdiała gdzie na mapie jest Amazonka...

a skad wiesz ze wiem Question

Ty przydupasie pierdolony Razz

nie interesuje mnie to co bylo X wieków temu... zycie idze do przodu... po chuja do staroci sie cofac Rolling Eyes

to po chuj sie uczysz w szkole o mickiewiczu i innych chujach kttorzy juz dawno wygineli... King Crimson jescze zyje.. Very Happy

i ma sie dobrze Very Happy