Текст песни Soilwork - Cranking The Sirens
Soilwork - Cranking The Sirens слова песни
Underneath the surface hes bound to be back for moreKeep your eye on the trigger manHis hands are shaky, trying to find the scoreWell, I see you have another friendTo drag down the hallWatch him bleed on this freakshow mondayWatch him crank the sirens tearing up his soulChorus:And there it goes hes so close to a remedyA painful host of his timeAnd hell never show to the worldHow his lifes supposed to beDrenched by the dark in his mindNow theres nothing but silence surrounding himProviding the contents of his uniqueMisanthropical friend. well (wont you tell)If theres ever gonna be a state for your well-hidden artWatch him breed on this freakshow mondayWatch him crank the sirens tearing up his soulHe believes in silenceHe believes that this is the endHe cant hear the sirens causeSilence is the greatest sleep of them all