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Text skladby The First In Line


z alba Looking Backward

Autor hudby: J. Harvalík, V. Vlášek
Autor textu: V. Vlášek

How dare you speak to me? I grow impationed
And still you´re here right as rain
Naugh of my homeland stays, but ash and sorrow
Look at my face, what do you see?

Blending blood and raindrops in the rain of sorrow…
Grace that night was forgotten
No place for the rest of consience in hands of murderers.

And still you came over upon the one´s guards
(The one) who remembers it all
I will never regret it all


We´re not here to see, at least not to listen, to the children´s cry
As their eyes are being closed


I´m not the one you want who´d feed your passion
You should rather explain what´s your task
Negotiation now?Is that your final answer?
So we´re beast no more, but for your pleasure

Time for conversation should have interested you
before you´ve stopped so many lives.
I feel hollow inside, souls calling for justice,
Revenge is all, all I have left…

And you´re the first in line!

And so you came over upon the one´s guards
(The one) who remembers it all
I will never regret it all


We´re not here to see, at least not to listen, to the children´s cry
As their eyes are being closed