Song | The Experiment |
Artist | Raintime |
Album | Tales from Sadness |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Nobody told you what happened in your past | |
Everyone hid you the truth | |
You´re not what you think to be, run away | |
I saw that, then I cried for you! | |
Leave the city and never think of revenge! | |
It´s what they want from you! | |
Don´t turn your eyes and don´t you stop for a breath | |
´Cause they´ll realize | |
Blood of lies inside your life | |
It pressed upon your brain | |
You didn´t know what was the galf | |
You sometimes felt in mind! | |
Son of pride and devil´s lies | |
Your being´s made up of limph | |
They pulled it out from their own hands | |
Sad angel with no God! | |
Silent fury inside me | |
Sense of guilt inside you | |
I must curse my low birth | |
I want to pray my God! | |
Hold your remorse! | |
Shed your load, then growl | |
Fail of respect! | |
Let your voice explode! | |
The 12th of May 1981 | |
A white hand pointed to the crime | |
A crowded square applaused your pain | |
I saw that then I cried for you! | |
Like a child with every toy | |
They´re tired of playing with you, you´re old! | |
Don´t turn your eyes and don´t you stop for a breathe | |
´Cause they realize! | |
Blood of lies inside your life | |
It pressed upon your brain | |
You didn´t know what was the galf | |
You sometimes felt in mind! | |
Son of pride and devil´s lies | |
Your being´s made up of limph | |
They pulled it out from their own hands | |
Sad angel with no God! | |
Silent fury inside me | |
Sense of guilt inside you | |
I must curse my low birth | |
I want to pray your God! | |
Hold your remorse! | |
Shed your load, then growl | |
Fail of respect! | |
Let your voice explode! |
Nobody told you what happened in your past | |
Everyone hid you the truth | |
You re not what you think to be, run away | |
I saw that, then I cried for you! | |
Leave the city and never think of revenge! | |
It s what they want from you! | |
Don t turn your eyes and don t you stop for a breath | |
Cause they ll realize | |
Blood of lies inside your life | |
It pressed upon your brain | |
You didn t know what was the galf | |
You sometimes felt in mind! | |
Son of pride and devil s lies | |
Your being s made up of limph | |
They pulled it out from their own hands | |
Sad angel with no God! | |
Silent fury inside me | |
Sense of guilt inside you | |
I must curse my low birth | |
I want to pray my God! | |
Hold your remorse! | |
Shed your load, then growl | |
Fail of respect! | |
Let your voice explode! | |
The 12th of May 1981 | |
A white hand pointed to the crime | |
A crowded square applaused your pain | |
I saw that then I cried for you! | |
Like a child with every toy | |
They re tired of playing with you, you re old! | |
Don t turn your eyes and don t you stop for a breathe | |
Cause they realize! | |
Blood of lies inside your life | |
It pressed upon your brain | |
You didn t know what was the galf | |
You sometimes felt in mind! | |
Son of pride and devil s lies | |
Your being s made up of limph | |
They pulled it out from their own hands | |
Sad angel with no God! | |
Silent fury inside me | |
Sense of guilt inside you | |
I must curse my low birth | |
I want to pray your God! | |
Hold your remorse! | |
Shed your load, then growl | |
Fail of respect! | |
Let your voice explode! |
Nobody told you what happened in your past | |
Everyone hid you the truth | |
You re not what you think to be, run away | |
I saw that, then I cried for you! | |
Leave the city and never think of revenge! | |
It s what they want from you! | |
Don t turn your eyes and don t you stop for a breath | |
Cause they ll realize | |
Blood of lies inside your life | |
It pressed upon your brain | |
You didn t know what was the galf | |
You sometimes felt in mind! | |
Son of pride and devil s lies | |
Your being s made up of limph | |
They pulled it out from their own hands | |
Sad angel with no God! | |
Silent fury inside me | |
Sense of guilt inside you | |
I must curse my low birth | |
I want to pray my God! | |
Hold your remorse! | |
Shed your load, then growl | |
Fail of respect! | |
Let your voice explode! | |
The 12th of May 1981 | |
A white hand pointed to the crime | |
A crowded square applaused your pain | |
I saw that then I cried for you! | |
Like a child with every toy | |
They re tired of playing with you, you re old! | |
Don t turn your eyes and don t you stop for a breathe | |
Cause they realize! | |
Blood of lies inside your life | |
It pressed upon your brain | |
You didn t know what was the galf | |
You sometimes felt in mind! | |
Son of pride and devil s lies | |
Your being s made up of limph | |
They pulled it out from their own hands | |
Sad angel with no God! | |
Silent fury inside me | |
Sense of guilt inside you | |
I must curse my low birth | |
I want to pray your God! | |
Hold your remorse! | |
Shed your load, then growl | |
Fail of respect! | |
Let your voice explode! |