Down

Out in the streets
We're fighting tonight
We're dirty and mean
So run for you lives

We stand side by side
With our fists in the air
We live for the night
On the razor's edge

Unleashing the sound
Lashing out, striking down
All those who stand in the way

Taking their lives
Crushing them just like flies
The cries of the wounded in pain

Fighting the fight as we race through the night
With power like never before

Hammering, bashing them, pounding and smashing them
Hard so...

It's a Long Time, a Long Time Comin'
You Tell Me How You Think I Should Be
It's So Easy
You Tell Me What People Want from Me
Well I'll Just Be Myself
It's the Only Way I Can Be but You Don't See

You Accuse, Abuse Integrity
You Don't Know One Damn Thing about Me
Not One Damn Thing
Build Me up and Then You Tear Me down

Curse My Name When I'm Not Around
You're So Hard until the Truth Is Found
What Goes Round Always Comes Around
And It's a
Long Time, Long Time
A Long Time Comin...

Some people think
Think they have none
They might as well stay down
Running in circles
Like bulls in a ring
'Til the sword finds it's way down

While the creep beats the rap on appeal
And the cop who can't stop
Shows the kids how to steal

CHORUS
And we all need some light now
We all need some light now
Yes, we all need some light now
Turn on your light
And wash the darkness away

Hey you on the brink
Waiting to fall
To become human surplus
The movie's still shooting
You...

Для редактора,
озабоченного передовицей,
он никто, какой-то Джон Мильтон,
затерявшийся на литературной обочине.

Актриса глицериновую слезу
из-за него не проливала ни разу.

О нем хранит молчание
радио и телевещание.

Нет ни досье, ни файлов секретных.
Нет псевдонимов народу известных.

Никому не интересно
узнать его настоящее имя.

Жив ли он, мертв ли он,
не проверяет никто.

Возможно в чулане
детективы найдут его труп
с разбитым лицом,
с открытыми глазами...

Had he and I but met
By some old ancient inn
We should have set us down to wet
Right many a nipperkin!

But ranged as infantry,
And staring face to face
I shot at him as he at me,
And killed in his place.

I shot him dead because –
Because he was my foe,
Just so: my foe of course he was;
That's clear enough; although

He thought he'd 'list, perhaps,
Off-hand-like - just as I –
Was out of work – had sold his traps -
No other reason why.

Yes; quaint and curious...

С самого дна, из мертвого сна
там, где демоны ада хватали меня
Вернулся на старт, вернулся к себе
Вернулся к тебе вдвоем мечтать о звезде!
О, вернулся к тебе вдвоем мечтать о звезде!

Забери мой дом и модный телефон
забери всю святую траву, что таится в углу
забери часы, и всю одежду на мне
забери все, оставь лишь надежду
да кожу и кости для судных дней!

Мне не нужен контроль, и кляну я судьбу
сам заправлю постель и полежу там в бреду
мне не нужно тепло, я горел так в аду
Но...

raining
everyone's looking down
except that child with no unbrella

This is like a dangerous trip.
Every day she faces unexpected,
Like unknown video clip
She’s playing a role unsuspected.
This is a story of love & pain
‘Cause these two never come apart.
The main hero hopes to sustain,
To play perfectly “team member” part.
What happens when curtains are down?
Have you seen the actress alive?
She releases the truth underground
So tomorrow she can dance on the knife.
She’s playing a role with no errors,
But no one can guess it’s a play.
Just as...

Look at the window, and tell me you see,
Snow going down, white covering trees;
Heaven like mirror, mirror of ground,
World is amazing, looking around.

May this be true,what I believed,
is no more sense to what I need.
I thought of best, of common wealth,
instead,I have not much to loose but health.

There isn't much to give or take,
all what I could what done for goodness sake.
The falling rain drop after drop,
go down to earth and burst in pop.

My hopes were doomed to sink in well,
alike the burning chains of hell.
Still I do live and keep my pride,
my dream- is secret in my mind.