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Fecha de emisión: 01.11.2022
Idioma de la canción: inglés
A World Reborn |
The land we live in’s defiantly abundant in the surprises, it is providing |
The sun in the sky unwilling to die, no matter how high it’s rising |
However you try you’ll never arrive at the Horizon |
However you try you’ll never arrive at the Horizon |
A girl reborn in a world reborn |
How did the elders before even build these walls? How did they steel these |
swords? |
They’ve been out of here for many thousands of years, yet still leave sores |
Why do we keep ignoring the warnings? When or how will we be warned? |
A girl reborn in a world reborn |
No health insurance here, not even a quill that could fill these forms |
There’s a shortage of fur in the area, we’re therefore unsure how we’ll keep |
warm |
When you’ve only ever been east of the daunt you never know whether you’ll |
weather all these storms |
There’s a westerly wind, all aboard |
For the quest to begin to the purest shores |
You can attempt to ignore a Nora |
You’ll see hell, find it all in order |
The lord works in odd ways |
Have you all ever heard of god rays? |
This here’s not a world that god made |
We lost faith in our place, then lost grace |
The cog rotates, the machine, it roars to life |
There’s no place more scenic, yet more depraved or more deprived |
So don’t pray it will provide, you won’t be saved or brought to light |
You only take and never give in place, your fate is all but signed |
You’re preordained with cause to fight |
Of course the pain will course through vital |
Mortal veins and cauterize |
You like a quarter pounder and a tasty side |
Of salted fries assaulted by a poltergeist |
That’s blighting all your days with awful nights |
Until you change your course, your plight |
Is still the same, it’s watertight |
With will to change you will survive |
You’ve got it all to gain in glory, you’ll realise the real surprise |
Your teary eyes are welled with sights that fill the wide Horizon |
A girl reborn in a world reborn, another dawn is rising |
The land we live in’s defiantly abundant in the surprises, it is providing |
The sun in the sky unwilling to die, no matter how high it’s rising |
However you try you’ll never arrive at the Horizon |
However you try you’ll never arrive at the Horizon |
A girl reborn in a world reborn |
How did the elders before even build these walls? How did they steel these |
swords? |
They’ve been out of here for many thousands of years, yet still leave sores |
Why do we keep ignoring the warnings? When or how will we be warned? |
Don’t bow, don’t be thinking you’ll curtsy |
Her palms are scarred, her fingers are dirty |
There’s calluses on the skin under her feet, don’t try getting intimate flirty |
She might get a bit stingy with mercy, then arrivederci |
Folksy anecdotes of the chosen one are overdone, although for some |
There’s no discerning romantic poetry of heroic feats and those she’s done |
No foe she won’t confront and overcome, no stone to overturn |
No frozen tundra’s gonna turn her home to where she’s coming from |
Since the moon dipped sun arose |
Picking you a summer rose |
Til the dew lifts thunder throes |
Thick as music thrumming tones |
Listen to the trumpet notes |
Ripping you from comfort zones |
Til it moves your humble home |
And your roof is up in smoke |
It’s a new look: bungalow |
Lift your view from slumber rose |
This is you becoming woke |
Women moving from below |
Swimming through the undertow |
Quick as Bluefin Tuna float |
Slipping through the undergrowth |
Slick and smooth as rum and coke |
Sip a few drinks and then go |
Figure human dominos |
Tip in to big numbers though |
Keeping Hubris on its toes |
Never truly going to know |
Whether you are friend or foe |
When it shoots a hunter’s bow |
Triggers you to come to blows |
Sticking through your frontal lobe |
Giving you a bloody nose |
Dripping goo like buttered toast |
If she’ll do this and there’s no |
Limit to the under scope |
Then she’ll soon sit on the throne |
Built different, truly what a flow |
Keep it lyrically hundred pro |
And with purely wondrous wonderstrokes such as those |
Well, no wonder I run the show, come on, let’s go |
A girl reborn in a world reborn |
How did the elders before even build these walls? How did they steel these |
swords? |
They’ve been out of here for many thousands of years, yet still leave sores |
Why do we keep ignoring the warnings? When or how will we be warned? |
The land we live in’s defiantly abundant in the surprises, it is providing |
The sun in the sky unwilling to die, no matter how high it’s rising |
However you try you’ll never arrive at the Horizon |
However you try you’ll never arrive at the Horizon |