Текст (слова) песни: Thought Riot - Cycle Of The Streets

A boy catches a glimpse of his fate
In the bloodied face of his brother`s corpse,
Lying in the alley next to his house
He`s on his way to school,
Well he`s on his way to somewhere.
Afflicted at the age of 5 with post-war syndrome,
The stress of poverty causes brain damage,
Such that he is robbed of his chance
Of ever having true human relationships,
It`s a dog-eat-dog world out there,
And he`s been trained well.

Avert your gaze,
As the tragic heroes take the stage,
Else you spy the cycle of the streets work out its rage.
Cover your eyes before the final bow is exercised.
There`s no ovation at the end,
Just a haunting sensation,
That soon it will all happen again.

Change the channel and this time we find
A 7 year-old consequence,
Of a pregnant alcoholic drug abuser.
The effects of her actions on this child,
Have left him with an almost supernatural anger,
A hating desire to inflict pain.
His adopting family is torn between
Their love for him and their fear
That one day he may try to take their lives.
His brain is such that he can never escape,
The fate his poor mother has left him with.
At the age of 7 he already has a criminal record.

Avert your gaze,
As the tragic heroes take the stage,
Else you spy the cycle of the streets work out its rage.
Cover your eyes before the final bow is exercised.
There`s no ovation at the end,
Just a haunting sensation,
That soon it will all happen again.

And it does, again and again and again.
Beware the ghosts that haunt this place!
They are lurid flourishing spectres of fate.

An aggregation of those who means were held,
Beyond the realm where hungry fingers dwell
In the grease slick shine of overpriced suits,
A world unto itself, built for abuse,
Of those! - Who are thrown into it
Of those! - Mentally deficient
Of those! - Who know no life but in it
Of those! - Who are borne unto it!

Avert your gaze,
As the ghosts of poverty lay waste.
The street is littered with fractured futures;
Casualties we`ve no instrument with which to measure.
Take your seats the lights are dimming now,
The choir mourns as the curtain flees the ground.

But we`ve seen this all before, we`ve just chosen to ignore!

Avert your gaze,
As the tragic heroes take the stage,
Else you spy the cycle of the streets work out its rage.
Cover your eyes before the final bow is exercised.
There`s no ovation at the end,
Just a haunting sensation,
That soon it will all happen again.

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Thought Riot - Cycle Of The Streets A boy catches a glimpse of his fate In the bloodied face of his brother`s corpse, Lying in the alley next to his house He`s on his way to school, Well he`s on his way to somewhere. Afflicted at the age of 5 with post-war syndrome, The stress of poverty causes brain damage, Such that he is robbed of his chance Of ever having true human relationships, It`s a dog-eat-dog world out there, And he`s been trained well. Avert your gaze, As the tragic heroes take the stage, Else you spy the cycle of the streets work out its rage. Cover your eyes before the final bow is exercised. There`s no ovation at the end, Just a haunting sensation, That soon it will all happen again. Change the channel and this time we find A 7 year-old consequence, Of a pregnant alcoholic drug abuser. The effects of her actions on this child, Have left him with an almost supernatural anger, A hating desire to inflict pain. His adopting family is torn between Their love for him and their fear That one day he may try to take their lives. His brain is such that he can never escape, The fate his poor mother has left him with. At the age of 7 he already has a criminal record. Avert your gaze, As the tragic heroes take the stage, Else you spy the cycle of the streets work out its rage. Cover your eyes before the final bow is exercised. There`s no ovation at the end, Just a haunting sensation, That soon it will all happen again. And it does, again and again and again. Beware the ghosts that haunt this place! They are lurid flourishing spectres of fate. An aggregation of those who means were held, Beyond the realm where hungry fingers dwell In the grease slick shine of overpriced suits, A world unto itself, built for abuse, Of those! - Who are thrown into it Of those! - Mentally deficient Of those! - Who know no life but in it Of those! - Who are borne unto it! Avert your gaze, As the ghosts of poverty lay waste. The street is littered with fractured futures; Casualties we`ve no instrument with which to measure. Take your seats the lights are dimming now, The choir mourns as the curtain flees the ground. But we`ve seen this all before, we`ve just chosen to ignore! Avert your gaze, As the tragic heroes take the stage, Else you spy the cycle of the streets work out its rage. Cover your eyes before the final bow is exercised. There`s no ovation at the end, Just a haunting sensation, That soon it will all happen again. Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Cycle Of The Streets: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/119/1/33098.html Все тексты песен: Thought Riot » Thought Riot - On Friends And Mistakes » Thought Riot - Not Our Property » Thought Riot - Glenview » Thought Riot - Ink Soaked Pages » Thought Riot - Pillow Over The Face As Therapy » Thought Riot - Save The Humans » Thought Riot - Sign Of The Times » Thought Riot - Homeland Insecurities » Thought Riot - Walking Stick For The Weak » Thought Riot - You`re Gonna Die » Thought Riot - Burning Too » Thought Riot - Black Watch » Thought Riot - Breaking Old Tablets » Thought Riot - Cycle Of The Streets » Thought Riot - I Voted For Nader » Thought Riot - Sepsis: Part 1 » Thought Riot - Encomienda » Thought Riot - Patriot » Thought Riot - The Plague » Thought Riot - Hard Words Рекомендуем скачать: » Эльмира Галеева - Неземные слова » Эдита Пьеха - Ничего не вижу » Эдуард Гончаров - Валентину Ушканову » Эли Бар-Яалом - Маниакально-депрессивный марш » Эльвира Фролова - По-над осенними берегами... » Элизиум - Как гоген » Эдуард Гончаров - Снежная цыганочка (Туристская интерпретация для женского голоса под гитару) » Эли Бар-Яалом - Другая земля » Эдита Пьеха - На тебе сошелся клином белый свет » Эмир Шабашвили - KamaRiverNet » Эдуард Хиль - Трус не играет в хоккей » Эдуард Гончаров - Ледник Лекзыр » Эмир Шабашвили - Осенний оркестр » Эмир Шабашвили - Друзьям » Эдуард Хиль - Моряк сошел на берег » Эдуард Муллер - Чёрные розы » Эли Бар-Яалом - Под ракитовым кустом » Эли Бар-Яалом - Прощание Маглора » Эдуард Гончаров - Детский рисунок » Эли Бар-Яалом - Мироглядский вальс
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