Scars Of Tomorrow — The Constant Horror Of Reality tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
These are the traps of life
It fails me, to think of emptiness
There is nothing left, for me to lose
To see how precious life really is
(2x)Am I alive
There’s nothing left to lose
If nothing’s there
(2x)The Horror of Realization
This blood runs black
We live in black and white
A sketch of death’s design, this dream is over
Now a brick to the face
As reality walks away
You were born to lose
All that remains constant
What is real, what is dead
With all these ears in life
Am I alive
It fails me, to think of emptiness
There is nothing left, for me to lose
To see how precious life really is
(2x)Am I alive
I this life what is real
In this life what is dead
The horror of realization, these are our lives
(2x)The horror of realization
(2x)These is nothing left to lose if nothings even there
This blood runs black
We live in black and white
A sketch of deaths design, this dream is over
Now a brick to the face
As reality walks away
You were born to lose
All that remains constant
(8x)What is real
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
To pułapki życia.
To mnie zawodzi, myśleć o pustce
Nie mam już nic do stracenia.
Zobaczyć, jak cenne jest życie.
(2x)Am I alive
There ' s nothing left to lose
"If nothing ' s there"
(2x)Horror realizacji
This blood runs black
Żyjemy w czerni i bieli
A sketch of death ' s design, this dream is over
Teraz cegła w twarz
As reality walks away
You were born to lose
All that remains constant
Co jest prawdziwe, co jest martwe
With all these ears in life
Am I alive
To mnie zawodzi, myśleć o pustce
Nie mam już nic do stracenia.
Zobaczyć, jak cenne jest życie.
(2x)Am I alive
I to życie, które jest prawdziwe.
In this life what is dead
Horror realizacji, to nasze życie
(2x)horror realizacji
(2x)These is nothing left to lose if nothings even there
This blood runs black
Żyjemy w czerni i bieli
A sketch of deaths design, this dream is over
Teraz cegła w twarz
As reality walks away
You were born to lose
All that remains constant
(8x)What is real