Текст песни MORDRED - In This Life
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Текст песни MORDRED - In This Life
The faces of the figureheadsAre there to fear them butThe money bells are ringingFor those who hear them andThe seeds of your futureAwait for you to sow them andThe sound of your voices( )Will ultimately show them allThe ways you will matter andPerpetuate societyThe days you will shatter toBring you notorietyThe rules you'll be breaking will be rules for fools andThe pains you'll be taking will be your tools andMake your own wayIn this lifeHave to find a way to rise aboveThe pain and strifeMake your own wayIn this lifeHave to find a way to rise aboveThe pain and strifePiles of bodies and bodiesWe see them andSome that didn't make itDidn't choose to be them causeIt's hard to make a markWith a plague of illiteracyBut sitting on our asses is aForm of complacency thatWe can't sit by and tolerateWe have problems to eleviateBad education and suppressionThe homeless in the streetAre a few of the nightmares that we shouldWake up and greet toMake your own wayIn this lifeHave to find a way to rise aboveThe pain and strifeMake your own wayIn this lifeHave to find a way to rise aboveThe pain and strifeIn this life, and there's only