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7 марта 24, 03:40
Dmitry MetalLord
Лирика : Red Harvest : Nomindsland : No Next Generation
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No Next Generation
Nomindsland (1992)
Red Harvest
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8 февраля 10, 22:00
pulsing, floating, infiltrating, somethings wrong inside my body
emotionless, it burns my flesh, and I dont feel so good
this is it, oh I know it, it never crossed my mind
it would come to this end, now its done, I cant turn time
but hey! Who said Id live for, ever, although I thought I had
time to spend yet there will be, no more games to play, games over
the mutated, highly contagious, man made virus, no cure to save us
in conclusion, no illusion, there will be no next generation
yesterday I walked the streets, to find another survivor
the only sound me heels against, the pavement cold and rainy
the neon signs still screams out, buy this, buy that! But none listens
theres got to be someone out there besides myself
cant be that I am the only one left here
but theres none responding to my cry, is there anybody there?
the mutated, highly contagious, man made virus, no cure to save us
in conclusion, no illusion, there will be no next generation
war research death to earth, war research, death to earth
the silence complete now, except for a single, bird sings the requiem for
a world now eradicated, the epitaph will read:
this planets people solved their problems, like none ever had the guts to think of
final solution, total resignation now complete
a world without people, a world without life
behind drawn curtains I close my eyes thinking of all that were and never will be
again, and outside the planets left alone forever in orbit and its a worthy end
the mutated, highly contagious, man made virus, no cure to save us
in conclusion, no illusion, there will be no next generation
no more, no more, no more
emotionless, it burns my flesh, and I dont feel so good
this is it, oh I know it, it never crossed my mind
it would come to this end, now its done, I cant turn time
but hey! Who said Id live for, ever, although I thought I had
time to spend yet there will be, no more games to play, games over
the mutated, highly contagious, man made virus, no cure to save us
in conclusion, no illusion, there will be no next generation
yesterday I walked the streets, to find another survivor
the only sound me heels against, the pavement cold and rainy
the neon signs still screams out, buy this, buy that! But none listens
theres got to be someone out there besides myself
cant be that I am the only one left here
but theres none responding to my cry, is there anybody there?
the mutated, highly contagious, man made virus, no cure to save us
in conclusion, no illusion, there will be no next generation
war research death to earth, war research, death to earth
the silence complete now, except for a single, bird sings the requiem for
a world now eradicated, the epitaph will read:
this planets people solved their problems, like none ever had the guts to think of
final solution, total resignation now complete
a world without people, a world without life
behind drawn curtains I close my eyes thinking of all that were and never will be
again, and outside the planets left alone forever in orbit and its a worthy end
the mutated, highly contagious, man made virus, no cure to save us
in conclusion, no illusion, there will be no next generation
no more, no more, no more
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