Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Future Song, artist - Bang. Album song Death Of A Country, in the genre Классика метала
Date of issue: 31.07.1971
Record label: Bang
Song language: English
Future Song |
Flowing softly pinkish foam |
Clinging mass of swirling waste |
Eyes behold a sight of gloom |
Churning flesh come sliding home |
Bees and Birds their wings grown old |
Their speed has gone their legs deformed |
Tiny thoughts that never grew |
Are lost among the wetless dew |
Smoking rafts are floating high |
Reveal the deeds of days gone by |
Earth’s own shroud now looks of gray |
It’s seas and trees have turned to hay |
Echo’s greet the ones who yell |
Warring tribes now own the world |
Science learning a search for truth |
Have slid beneath the roaming puke |
Man was great he touched the stars |
Now he breeds in rusty cars |
Where once stood cities spiraling high |
Now hangs death a poisoned sky |