Текст песни Genesis - One For The Fine
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Fifty thousand men were sent to do the will of oneHis claim was phrased quite simply, though he never voiced it loudI am he, the chosen oneIn his name they could slaughter, for his name they could dieMany there were believed in him, still more were sure he liedBut they`ll fight the battle onThen one whose faith had diedFled back up the mountainsideBut before the top was madeA misplaced football made him strayFrom the path prepared for himOff of the mountainOn to a wilderness of iceThis unexpected vision made him stand and shake with fearBut nothing was his fright compared with those who saw him appearTerror filled their minds with aweSimple were the folk who livedUpon this frozen waveSo not surprising was their thoughtThis is he, God`s chosen oneWho`s come to save us fromAll our oppressorsWe shall be kings on this worldFollow meI`ll play the game you want meUntil I find a way back homeFollow meI give you strength inside youCourage to win your battlesNo, no, no, this can`t go onThis will be all that I fled fromLet me rest for a whileHe walked into a valleyAll aloneThere he talked with water and then with the vineThey leave me no choiceI must lead them to glory or most likely to deathThey travelled cross the plateau of ice, up to its edgeThen they crossed a mountain range and saw the final plainStill he urged the people onThen, on a distant slopeHe observed one without hopeFlee back up the mountainsideHe thought he recognised him by his walkAnd by the way he fellAnd by the way heStood up, and vanished into air