Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Trudge, artist - Valient Thorr. Album song Old Salt, in the genre Классика металаDate of issue: 28.07.2016
Record label: Napalm Records Handels
Song language: English
The Trudge |
| Ten little boys, ten little girls experiment |
| Glossary report |
| Somebody told them someone that’s different |
| Totally ignored |
| One small seed in a fertile mind can grow |
| 'Til you cut the cord |
| One small fee might not be enough now but |
| What we can afford |
| I have seen the reaper’s blade |
| And watched a god cry |
| We have watched the darkness fade |
| Until it’s all light |
| What you’ve seen, it matters not |
| Don’t trust in your sight |
| Too much dark or too much light |
| And then we’re all blind |
| Locked away |
| I can feel them out there |
| She says they’re freezing |
| They’re reaching out |
| Looking for a place to lay their heads |
| Tryin' to resist |
| Pulling them here from the other side |
| Once they get their claws in |
| Hard to win in a fair fight |
| I have seen the reaper’s blade |
| And watched a god cry |
| We have watched the darkness fade |
| Until it’s all light |
| What you’ve seen, it matters not |
| Don’t trust in your sight |
| Too much dark or too much light |
| And then we’re all blind |
| Locked away |
| Where has my baby gone? |
| Lost my way |
| And I might have lost it all |
| I have seen the reaper’s blade |
| And watched a god cry |
| We have watched the darkness fade |
| Until it’s all light |
| What you’ve seen, it matters not |
| Don’t trust in your sight |
| Too much dark or too much light |
| And then we’re all blind |
| Locked away |
| Where has my baby gone? |
| Lost my way |
| And I might have lost it all |
| Trust is something we can never do again |
| Individuality is a complete facade that has sold billions |
| Common sense is not so common anymore |
| But we just keep on trudging anyway with our heads down |
| Hold your head up |
| Locked away |
| Where has my baby gone? |
| Lost my way |
| And I might have lost it all |
| One small seed in a fertile mind can grow |
| 'Til you cut the cord |
| One small fee might not be enough now but |
| What we can afford |
| I have seen the reaper’s blade |
| And watched a god cry |
| We have watched the darkness fade |
| Until it’s all light |
| What you’ve seen, it matters not |
| Don’t trust in your sight |
| Too much dark or too much light |
| And then we’re all blind |