Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fisherman's Day , by - Asylum Pyre. Song from the album Fifty Years Later, in the genre Эпический металRelease date: 06.12.2012
Record label: Massacre
Song language: English
Fisherman's Day |
| Lost in the key on the fisherman’s day |
| Will we recover it, I couldn’t say |
| Black is the sea in this heavenly bay |
| All he can do now is kneel down and pray |
| There’s a boat, floating, disemboweled |
| A page is turned, and I leave |
| Giants were the trawlers who raped the seabed |
| Tons of cadavers have painted it red |
| Most of them, not graded, killed for nothing |
| Synthetic jellyfish are proliferating |
| While the uprooted coral is fading |
| There’s a flash, floating, disemboweled |
| Faraway fisherman on your frail skiff |
| The cities have vomited over the cliff |
| And you have been hit by a stray bullet |
| With all the fish that once filled your net |
| There’s a man, floating, disemboweled |
| Lost is the key on the fisherman’s day |
| Deep in the waters where he used to play |
| All he can do now is kneel down and pray |
| Under the gentle stroke of the spray |
| There are fates, floating, disemboweled |
| Lost in the key on the fisherman’s day |
| Will we recover it, I couldn’t say |
| Black is the sea in this heavenly bay |
| All he can do now is kneel down and pray |
| Fisherman’s day |
| The judgment day |
| The first of all to fall |
| Who will follow? |
| It’s the beginning of the fall |