Текст песни Armored Saint - In The Hole
Armored Saint - In The Hole слова песни
The windThe warIm burning outIs this the endThe bombs are raining hellI seeThe real meFloating out to spaceBlown to bitsWheres the human raceSlaveWell its immortal rightBut Ill give it a tryAs they fly through the airDoubters bewareMy homeBelowA blissful placeStuck in this siloI live aloneMake the best of what I ownTrustyGold keyReady to kindle the globePlease lay these arms to restMy will is running lowSlaveWell its immortal rightBut I gave it a tryWhile the faces stareAt the hideous glareBetter turn and runIve unleashed the sunYou say you wanted it doneIm the man to count onIm in the hole for lifeThese subtle words fit rightLord knows man needs a viceOn my knees in pain