Bad Blood

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  • Publiceret: 9 okt. 2014
  • Opdateret: 9 okt. 2014
  • Status: Færdig
Overgangen fra sommer til efterår har en helt speciel vibe, som man ikke kan lade være med at blive inspireret til at skrive af. Af denne motivation, er der sprunget tekster om kærlighed, familie og endda grådighed ud. Disse tekster bør nydes med en kop varm mælk og en oreo, og en absolut stilhed i sine omgivelser.

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6. Cold Eyes

Cold Eyes:

What is this that my eye behold
I see through a lense so cold
A frozen wasteland so barren
Where nothing can achieve adaption

The silver sky roars like steel
Tornados turnin' like loose wheels
A freezing mist covers the horizon
Covering the true nature of the titan

A colourful mime without time cannot finish the act
So he looks through cold eyes to deflect the attack
A dangerous hero turns to a zero on judgement day
Forever forgotten in history books, cold eyes decay

Howling fjords and screaming tundras
Lands forever torn asunder
This is the future of our world
One day it won't ever again turn

Chills of death and shivers of terror
Here to remind us of our errors
We were all born eternally damned
We'll die forgotten in time's sand

If only the cold would leave
If only the heat would come
Maybe then we could see?

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