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terça-feira, 6 de agosto de 2013

Running Wild - Marroned



Marroned
Running Wild

Fire. Fore and aft 
Man the boats and put to the sea 
Crashing yardarms - cries of pain 
A will to live - a chance to flee 
Panic on the boats to save 
Stricken hands the first on board 
Leading to eternal grave 
Dragging down what they could hoard

Thirty days and night have I seen the brink of death 
Troubled seas - my only friend 
Drag me down - gasping for breath 
Cursing eternal black 
Bloodied by the dogs of war 
Memories come clawing back 
Treasured friends - their sight no more

Eternal cruise 
I feel the fires of madness 
Burning holes into my wounds 
This hell on earth 
I feel the power of sadness 
No way out - I'm marooned

Lonely this hell on earth 
Demons screaming in my mind 
Wading thru debris of life 
A thousand souls their graves to find 
Flotsam with death on board 
Bodies ripped until the bone 
Nothing but the sounds of time 
No sign of life - am I alone ?

Eternal curse 
I feel the fires of madness 
Burning holes into my wounds 
This hell on earth 
I feel the power of sadness 
No way out - I'm 'marooned

Eternal curse 
Could I really be stranded 
Start to count 1000 moons 
This hell on earth 
To me the dogs have handed 
No way out I'm marooned