Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Flight, artist - Destrage. Album song A Means to No End, in the genre Date of issue: 20.10.2016
Record label: Metal Blade Records
Song language: English
The Flight |
| Our leader knows the best for us |
| Takes us through the currents |
| He lifts high up who follows |
| Our leader goes to the back line |
| He knows best that we all guide |
| Separated, cohesive and aligned |
| Just one of many |
| Proceed in struggle |
| And pass the line |
| To the front raw |
| All take turns |
| Just to realize |
| We are one with the flock |
| We are a flight of migrant swallows |
| We move fast to leave behind |
| The cold and dull hierarchic boredom |
| Our system calls for no central control |
| Striding in two lines we lift our weights |
| To flirt with a prize we smell from miles and miles away |
| We all gaze forward to the same reward |
| Each one calls a different name |
| As the game is getting lame |
| We raise the stakes |
| Spice up the fucking game |
| Those who stay at the back crave to make their way to the front |
| Once they arrive there, will they exèrt the effort for long? |
| Will the group keep me on the trail |
| Now that my beliefs have gone astray? |