I wanna lot out of life but I know my limitations Guess I want a lot of things and got my inclinations Got my feet on the ground and I'm standing on my
Darkened Northwind Fade away from all mankind To the darkness In your heart you feel your dying Fear the winter And the cold in which your living Always
Hello boys I've been away on a bit of a holiday To the land where the rivers freely flow And the cattle roam on the wild callagh Walking home three parts
Land of treason, waste no reason We are breathing fire We're packs of dogs, we're enemies of men We are not desired Our faces show, we've grown cold
Mend this broken body In pieces on the ground My spirit's cracked and crumbled My world's been crashing down The weight upon my shoulders Got so heavy
Leaving my life behind My young love and the unborn Only have a lock of her hair... and burning love inside After forty work-filled days and sleepless
Mend this broken body In pieces on the ground My spirit's cracked and crumbled My world's been crashing down The weight upon your shoulders Got so heavy
I wanna lot out of life, but I know my limitations Guess I want a lot of things and got my inclinations Got my feet on the ground, and I'm standing on
Rest assured... This is sincere. This is true. Let this be my writ of misanthropy To a thankless world of men Who have perfected nothing. Save the art
Vertaling: Blackhawk. Leavin 'The Land Of The Broken Hearted.
Vertaling: De kiemen. Land van verraad.
Vertaling: Shai Hulud. Smalende van de motieven en de deugd van anderen.
Vertaling: Knikken. My Feet Got On The Ground.
Vertaling: Patty Loveless. Pieces Of The Ground.
Vertaling: Rage Against The Machine. Memory Of The Dead (Land en Vrijheid).
Vertaling: The Simpsons. Van The Dirt Up.
