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 - I Voted For Nader » Thought Riot - Patriot » Thought Riot - Homeland Insecurities » Thought Riot - Sepsis: Part 1 » Thought Riot - Hard Words » Thought Riot - Burning Too » Thought Riot - Glenview » Thought Riot - Encomienda » Thought Riot - Duality Of The Revolutionary » Thought Riot - On Friends And Mistakes » Thought Riot - Breaking Old Tablets » Thought Riot - Struggle » Thought Riot - Walking Stick For The Weak » Thought Riot - The Plague » Thought Riot - Save The Humans » Thought Riot - Pillow Over The Face As Therapy » Thought Riot - On New Tablets » Thought Riot - Not Our Property » Thought Riot - Sign Of The Times » Thought Riot - Cycle Of The Streets Рекомендуем скачать: » Рада и Терновник - Отойди от открытой двери » Русский размер - Он уже далеко » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Пусть вчера » Рада и Терновник - Глядя в воду » Рефлекс, Reflex - Первый раз » Руслан Шмаков - Ночная зимняя баллада » Рок-острова - Маленькая колдунья » Руки Вверх! - Мне хорошо с тобой » Руслан Шмаков - И хотя мы это ждали... » Рада и Терновник - Ржавые кольца на влажной земле » РќР°РґРµР¶РґР° РљР°РґС‹С?РµРІР° - РњРѕСЃРєРІР° Р—Р»Р°С‚РѕРіР»Р°РІР°СЏ » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Русский рок-н-ролл » Руки Вверх! - Крошка моя » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Не буди его окриком, не буди бабьим вздором... » Раиса Абельская - Нет начала в этой сказке... » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Моя перестройка, мама » Руслан Шмаков - Дорога вьется, как змея... » Раиса Абельская - Марина » Руслан Бажин - Русские Сезоны » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Песня про потерянную душу
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