Текст песни Тэм Гринхилл - Грань отточенной стали

Em Am Em
Facet polished steel punch right through the heart
Am Em
Hard whisper a quick death predrechet string
Dm G Am
The sky in the gulf will embrace my name
Dm E
That on his part did not have time to take away the rumor

Am
Stubble , the string ,
F
Touching the wall,
Dm E
Avoiding random fragments
Am
Hundred years war,
C
In the merciless heat,
Dm E
Suffocating under the burden of debt

Dm
Make Way for the dead god
Am
I'm coming home ...

In the confusion of the truth of prophecy is simply no
Now the heretic who believes in the truth path
Svezhekradenym sun gamely hung with light
Wings - superfluous folly , for which it is difficult to forgive

This is a dream , just a dream ,
In greedy crows cry -
Insatiable lust for violence
Who had, who knows
Revelation moment
the undeniably worthy of poison

Give plenty of killer drink
Sincere tears of bitterness ...

Pack of jackals brave feels bloody trail
Knights of joy pays for all wine
Coals devotees songs obediently get cool in the ash
Closing the last curse abandoned house

Through the darkness , through the mud
Do not shout , do not fall
Through gossip palaces and restaurants
saving vow
After a winter dawn
We 're going out of this world

Make Way for a handful of poor,
Not change yourself ...