Song | Another Hero |
Artist | Vicious Crusade |
Album | Freedom Comes |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Forgive him father but he’s got to go. | |
He needs to tell you something you should know. | |
The time has come, he can no longer wait. | |
His friends they need him on the barricades. | |
Forgive him mother, but with all your love | |
You cannot stop him, you won’t stop him now. | |
The time has come and plans can’t be deranged. | |
Forgive him mother, nothing can be changed. | |
And his eyes were shining brighter than a hundred suns. | |
Life finally had sense. His life had just begun. | |
All he wanted was to be forgiven and understood. | |
So he left his home and off he went for good… | |
And friends on barricades… They were not there. | |
Somehow for something else they had to care. | |
But left alone the kid refused to run – | |
He learnt from books that all the brave die young. | |
To be forgiven… To be understood… | |
His friends, they said that soldiers wouldn’t shoot! | |
Chorus: | |
Force your way! Time is yours! | |
Streets are calling! | |
Triumph justifies the cost – | |
Leave guns roaring! | |
Ask the kid, young and brave, | |
To be another hero to feed the grave. | |
Doing all he can, he’ll die like real man | |
For his true friends. | |
And his eyes were shining | |
brighter than a hundred suns. | |
Life finally had sense. | |
His life had just begun. | |
All he wanted was to be | |
forgiven and understood. | |
[So he left his home and off…] | |
Shoot ‘em! | |
Chorus | |
Aim! Fire! Aim! Fire! | |
Aim! Fire! Aim! Fire!… | |
And died like real man for his true friends. |
Forgive him father but he' s got to go. | |
He needs to tell you something you should know. | |
The time has come, he can no longer wait. | |
His friends they need him on the barricades. | |
Forgive him mother, but with all your love | |
You cannot stop him, you won' t stop him now. | |
The time has come and plans can' t be deranged. | |
Forgive him mother, nothing can be changed. | |
And his eyes were shining brighter than a hundred suns. | |
Life finally had sense. His life had just begun. | |
All he wanted was to be forgiven and understood. | |
So he left his home and off he went for good | |
And friends on barricades They were not there. | |
Somehow for something else they had to care. | |
But left alone the kid refused to run | |
He learnt from books that all the brave die young. | |
To be forgiven To be understood | |
His friends, they said that soldiers wouldn' t shoot! | |
Chorus: | |
Force your way! Time is yours! | |
Streets are calling! | |
Triumph justifies the cost | |
Leave guns roaring! | |
Ask the kid, young and brave, | |
To be another hero to feed the grave. | |
Doing all he can, he' ll die like real man | |
For his true friends. | |
And his eyes were shining | |
brighter than a hundred suns. | |
Life finally had sense. | |
His life had just begun. | |
All he wanted was to be | |
forgiven and understood. | |
So he left his home and off | |
Shoot ' em! | |
Chorus | |
Aim! Fire! Aim! Fire! | |
Aim! Fire! Aim! Fire! | |
And died like real man for his true friends. |
Forgive him father but he' s got to go. | |
He needs to tell you something you should know. | |
The time has come, he can no longer wait. | |
His friends they need him on the barricades. | |
Forgive him mother, but with all your love | |
You cannot stop him, you won' t stop him now. | |
The time has come and plans can' t be deranged. | |
Forgive him mother, nothing can be changed. | |
And his eyes were shining brighter than a hundred suns. | |
Life finally had sense. His life had just begun. | |
All he wanted was to be forgiven and understood. | |
So he left his home and off he went for good | |
And friends on barricades They were not there. | |
Somehow for something else they had to care. | |
But left alone the kid refused to run | |
He learnt from books that all the brave die young. | |
To be forgiven To be understood | |
His friends, they said that soldiers wouldn' t shoot! | |
Chorus: | |
Force your way! Time is yours! | |
Streets are calling! | |
Triumph justifies the cost | |
Leave guns roaring! | |
Ask the kid, young and brave, | |
To be another hero to feed the grave. | |
Doing all he can, he' ll die like real man | |
For his true friends. | |
And his eyes were shining | |
brighter than a hundred suns. | |
Life finally had sense. | |
His life had just begun. | |
All he wanted was to be | |
forgiven and understood. | |
So he left his home and off | |
Shoot ' em! | |
Chorus | |
Aim! Fire! Aim! Fire! | |
Aim! Fire! Aim! Fire! | |
And died like real man for his true friends. |