Rob Halford - Tyrant
Tekst :
Behold tis I the commander whose grip controls you all
Resist me not surrender i ll no compassion call
Tyrant captor of humanity
Tyrant conqueror of all
Tyrant hideous destructor
Tyrant everyman shall fall
Your very lives are held between my fingers
I snap them and you cower down in fear
You spineless things that belly down to slither
To the end of the world you follow to be near
Mourn for us oppressed in fear
Chained and shackled we are bound
Freedom choked in dread we live
Since tyrant was enthroned
I listen not to sympathy whilst ruler of this land
Withdraw your feeble aches and moans
Or suffer smite from this my hand
My legions faithful unto death
I ll summon to my court
And as you perish each of you shall scream as you are sought
Inne utwory
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I could paint a picture with a pen
But a song will only scratch the skin
And there are still places I haven t been
Because I know what s in there is already in the air
Oh yeah, there s a storm on the way
There s a...
Wrong way, loose turn
Is this a game that you play
With your enemy?
Momma, i killed her
It s in her face that i see
And her figure haunts me
I want you, dead
I need you, dead
I wish for days
For the telephone
To sing a song to me
At my worst i ll play
Here in the garden...
Folks, I know a gal named Cemetery Lize, down in Tennessee
She has got a pair of mean old graveyard eyes, full of misery
Every night and day, you can hear her sing a blues away
I m going down to the cemetery cause the world is all wrong
I m going down...
I might be wrong
I might be wrong
I could have sworn
I saw a light coming on
I used to think
I used to think
There is no future left at all
I used to think
Start again begin again
Let s go down the waterfall
Have...
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