Idola
Текст песни Soul

(Don't think my pen have a soul
Guitar, bass, drums don't say a word..
The power that lives in our hands
Is only a mirror of our dreams..)

(don't tell me please)

Your life is a illusion
Your dreams only trash
Wake up this morning
To change the world..

Your life is a illusion
Your dreams only trash
Wake up this morning
To change the world..
With music like fusion
I live in a flash..
Don't wait to born..
I stole your word..

With music like fusion
I live in a flash..
Don't wait to born..
I stole your word..

Pain – shadow – death – drops like
Man living without any kind of passion..
Drugs jacks smokes Marlboro light
You cut your skin to see your fucking blood
Disgusting taste of metal in my mouth
I lick and bite the gun for expression control..

Out of control..
Fucking out of control..
Out of control..
Fucking out of control..

With music like fusion
I live in a flash..
Don't wait to born..
I stole your word..

With music like fusion
I live in a flash..
Don't wait to born..
I stole your word..

Your life is a illusion
Your dreams only trash
Wake up this morning
To change the world..

Your life is a illusion
Your dreams only trash
Wake up this morning
To change the world..

Walking down by nowhere street
I taste the life of people like you..
Sick and fucking I lick my fingers
Sick and fucking I lick my fingers..
I lick my fingers..
I lick my fingers..
I lick my fingers..

Out of control..
Fucking out of control..
Out of control..
Fucking out of control..