Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Last of His Kind, artist - Edenbridge. Album song Dynamind, in the genre Эпический метал
Date of issue: 24.10.2019
Record label: Steamhammer
Song language: English
The Last of His Kind |
Did you hear me, did anything change? |
We did continue and further estrange |
And follow the crowd to go down the pan |
Then pray for the time, when it all began |
Do we listen, while the going is good? |
We find ways and means, but not those we should |
A self-given right, the head held high |
In the face of reason we fly |
We all lost our bearings |
Never suit the action to the word and smile |
And think we are immortal |
But only we are rank and file |
Time, time and again |
Appallingly high |
We hang on you out to dry |
Why we’re holding on? |
Only to find |
He is the last of his kind |
The alienation, a devious way |
No cause for alarm, 'cause later we pay |
We choose and we change, cash in on the wild |
We go round in circles, perfectly styled |
We believe we get off lightly |
And refuse we’re riding for a fall |
But our days are numbered |
How on earth we missed the final call? |
Time, time and again |
Appallingly high |
We hang on you out to dry |
Why we’re holding on? |
Only to find |
He is the last of his kind |
We’ve forgone the chance |
Moving on in trance |
Holier than thou |
We want it now |
We need it, to feed it |
'Cause it is money for old rope |
We are here, undying |
Or at least believe |
Creation’s crowning glory |
Us we still deceive |
A pearl of great price |
We came to melt the ice |
Into a vale of tears |
Where the ghostship steers |
We need it, to feed it |
'Cause it is money for old rope |
We are here, undying |
Or at least believe |
Creation’s crowning glory |
Us we still deceive |
Time, time and again |
Appallingly high |
We hang on you out to dry |
Why we’re holding on? |
Only to find |
He is the last of his kind |
We put off the evil hour |
Remain in our ivory tower |
We were thrown out of gear |
And still live in abject fear |
Facing the music one day |
To our dismay |
We are the stowaway |
On ship of fools aside the bay |
Not aware we are up the creek |
We blot out what is unique |
Perception of reality |
The moment you see me |
Oasis of light |
A planet of grace |
Where powers unite |
Will be our place |