Текст песни Metallica - The Small Hours
Metallica - The Small Hours слова песни
GARAGE INC. (1998)(Original: Holocaust)Look out at the darkness, and you will seeJust call my name and I`ll be thereYou cannot touch me, you would not dareI am the chill that`s in the airAnd I try to get through to you, in my own special wayAs the barriers crumble at the end of the dayDark rivers are flowing back into the pastYou are the fish for which I castAnd what of the future, what is to beAs the rivers flow into the seaAnd I try to get through to you, in my own special wayAs the barriers crumble at the end of the dayDo not take for granted, powers out thereDon`t step into the demon`s lairTime is an illusion, rising from timeSteep is the mountain which we climbAnd I try to get through to you, in my own special wayAs the barriers crumble at the end of the day