Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Act III: Modulate Back To The Tonic, artist - The Sound Of Animals Fighting.
Date of issue: 06.10.2008
Song language: English
Act III: Modulate Back To The Tonic |
(I've been trapped here for one hundred years |
Blood, women and drink have been my only vessels on this vessel |
Isn’t there a way out, now? |
Brave friend horizon, bring me back to fourteen) |
There’s a million ways out of the city |
I don’t know one |
His way was to pursue birds, with food in their mouths |
Suitable for humans, snatching from them. |
Then the birds would follow and snatch it back |
And they would all go chasing each other gaily for miles |
Parting at last with mutual expressions of goodwill |
«Save him, save him», they cried |
Looking with horror at the cruel sea far below |
We’re hanging from our ankles |
We’re hanging from this spot |
We’re hanging from our ankles |
… From this spot |
My hand brings you back up on to dreary land, |
To form our end |
Form… |
(I've been trapped here for one hundred years |
Blood, women and drink have been my only vessels on this vessel |
Isn’t there a way out, now? |
Brave friend horizon, bring me back to fourteen) |
Indeed, a million golden arrows were pointing it out to children |
All directed by their friendly sign, who wanted them to destroy their way |
Before leaving them for the night. |
In an unexplored patch as they rose and they spread, |
Black shadows began to dawn on them. |
The roar of the seas took prey, this is quite different now |
And above all, we’d lost the certainty that you would live |
When at last it had been steady again, he found himself alone in the darkness. |
We’re hanging from our ankles |
(Is this exactly what you wished for?) |
We’re hanging from this spot |
(I am through with it all) |
We’re hanging from our ankles |
(Is this exactly what you wished for?) |
I am through with it all |
My hand brings you back up on to dreary land, |
To form our end |
Form… |
We’re hanging from our ankles |
(Is this exactly what you wished for?) |
We’re hanging from this spot |
(I am through with it all) |
We’re hanging from our ankles |
(Is this exactly what you wished for?) |
I am through with it all |
My hand brings you back up on to dreary land, |
To form our end |
Form… |