Clive Nolan Oliver Wakeman - Seldon - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Torn apart inside. Dark coloured lies over flesh hues and tones

Blood soaked, broken bones.

Tear through the sky like a knife

Try to close my eyes from the wrong kind of light

I can taste the memory. Down they went: Better that way

Screams in my head. Blood soaked, lying dead!

Drawn by the scent of a flower. The sweetest of thoughts turning sour

Spinning in my head - Fatal decisions

Spinning in my head - Misguiding visions

Tear through the sky like a knife.

Try to close my eyes...my eyes!

I won't fall for your traps. I won't crawl for your mercy

I won't lay down and die. Won't beg. Won't cry!

Fables and fantasies. Filling my thoughts with justifications

Stories and prophecies. Leading me on to violent aggression

Smiles and promises. Thoughtless signs. Hollow intentions

Circled by enemies. Waiting to catch me. Keen to attack me!

Drowning in the lights - Too many faces

Drowning in the lights - Smothered in hatred

Spinning in my head - Fatal decisions

Spinning in my head - Misguiding visions

Are calling to me. Calling to me!

(Watson: With Seldon gone, we turned towards home. For a moment, outlined against the full moon, I saw the figure of a man on the Tor. Who could this be? )