Текст песни Sepultura - To The Wall
Sepultura - To The Wall слова песни
To the wall-- claims the soldierMy last steps march to the deathLast wills! Hell! This is idiotismFuck off to me, fuck off to all of youTo the death-- I raise my headMy last moments--it`s my existingcountdownA cry for mercy trapped in my throatBut even in hell there`s a place forcowardsThe burning sun over my headThe troop is comin`- compassion IdismissSentence of death pounding on mybackThere`s no hiding when you`rethrownagainst the wallTo paradise, the priest is saying . . .blessing my deathHe`s standing in front of me . . .his merciful sight sickens meHe says that soon I`ll have myjudgement . . .I`ll kneel down in front of the LordAnd he asks me to regret my sins. . .but it`s too lateGrowling words from the bible. . .raising my agonyOh God!. . .how I`d like to have my hands untiedThe wall I`m facing nowSeeing my life going through myeyesFeeling death behind my backAn acrid taste of defeat tormentingmylast yearsAnd when I feel my body being. . .Punched. . . SmashedThere`s no pain . . . just silenceMy last breath echoing . . . spreadingthrough the airMy body in pieces. . . a stream ofblood . . .Bloody drops whipping the wallThe silent wall that has understoodmy silenceThe silence that was a prisoner ofmy soulIs my soul that now is the ruler ofthe worldTo the wall