Machine Head - Blood of the zodiac
Tekst :
A blind man asked an angel
Could you please help
But was told
Take me from this altar
I won t falter
But I might fall
This bitter man would understand
Through all his life, a needle had
Been his saviour, been his god
So he tried to make a change
Tried to rearrange
Gun at his side, suicide
Pre-chorus:
I can t help feel I been mistreated
Won t you listen to me
Chorus:
Despise all that I see
All that I feel
All that I want to be
Burned, blistered and raw
Tearing apart
All that is sane to me
A wise man, half pariah
Half messiah
Came to seed
Rain down blood like fire
Born to sire
Racist breed His dominance of ignorance
Was rhetoric that made no sense
Some believed in all the lies
But in my mind I know what s wrong
Way too fucking strong
Taste revenge on my tongue
Pre-chorus
Chorus
And now is my time to rise
And now is our time to rise
Our time
To rise Ignorant, indignant
Promises made in vain Rise, I can t see like you
Rise, I can t feel like you
Rise, never be like you
Rise, time for us all to
Rise...
Inne utwory
Silver Imperium Struck a nerve Ten fold A thousand lies Nothing left Violate Take my scars 11 Block Beautiful mourning Davidian Five Block All fall down Death church The rage to overcome Losowe utwory
Słoneczny był dzień,
Zupełnie jak dziś.
Na drogach zwyczajnych ludzi tłum.
I ten sam banalny szum.
Ten sam niski Pan, znów sprzedał mi chleb.
Jak zwykle spóźniłam wtedy się.
Nic nie wskazywało, że...
Tak zwyczajny dzień,
Przyniesie tak niezwyczajną śmierć.
Zatrzyma tak młody jeszcze czas.
Choć był jednym z nas.....
[Obie Trice]
Every man determined his definition of realness
What s real to him
Everybody s got their own definition of gangsta man
Okay, this is my definition of gangsta
Surprise motherfuckers
You thought I never would arise motherfuckers
It s Obie Trice motherfuckers
Look in the eyes of...
Si tu étais la terre
Moi je serais semeur
Tu serais ma moisson
Ma loi
Et je mourais ravi
De t avoir vu en fleurs
M endormant à jamais
En toi
Car je n existe que par toi, par toi
Don t tell your man what he don t do right
nor tell him all the things that make you cry
but check yourself for your own shit
and don t be making out that it s all his
take a look around the world
you see such made things...
Siempre pasas con él de la mano
para que yo te esté mirando
y es lo que te gusta a ti,
piensas que porque me hayas dejado,
todo se me irá nublando,
no lo pienses, no es así.
No quiero ni que me mires
ni siquiera en mi retrato,
no me daba cuenta
que tu amor era falso.
Tú te...