As the flags fall down The statues crack and drown We clap for a crumbling state Inventing rules which we can break But take no blame
We enter a night of nothingness Even your shadow disappears Reality becomes an apology And waking up the catastrophe
Sail into the abyss with me After ending and after belief After tomorrow after the flood After ending from below and above
Progress is a comfortable disease That brought us down to our knees Not to pray but to cry and wish While painting portraits of our loneliness
Sail into the abyss with me After ending and after belief After tomorrow after the flood After ending from below and above
And the tattoo that runs down your spine Is a secret message for us to find Trojan horses and straw dogs The near future has been and gone
Compositores: James Dean Bradfield (Manic Street Preachers) (PRS), Nicholas Allen Jones (Nick Wire) (PRS), Sean Anthony Moore (Sean Moore) (PRS)Editor: BMG Rights Management (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #36852524 em 09/Abr/2024