|
WINGED FIRE LYRICS
"Spreaded Wings" (2004 Demo)
1. Wind Changes Pt. I
2. Spreaded Wings
3. Proud to Be Loud
4. Picture of the Past
5. Pusher of Noise
1. Wind Changes Pt. I
2. Spreaded Wings
Isolation
Feel the pain
I can see my future written on a grey wall
But we were searching for life
No matter what they've done
We were searching for life
Wasted souls
On a black book
Empty faces
Walking towards
But we were searching for life
No matter what they've done
We were searching for life
Victory it's all what we waited for x3
Victory it's all what we waited
Like a raven
You tried to cage us
Small and rusty
Without dreaming
But we were searching for life
No matter what they've done
We were searching for life
You broke our wings
To make us give up
But you forgot
That we are stronger
So we spreaded out our wings
And started to fly
Lots of feet over you
We started to fly
Victory it's all what we waited for x3
Victory it's all what we waited
3. Proud to Be Loud
We like it hard we like it fast
You can only try to reach your best
You'd better give up 'cos we're too loud
Too loud for you and we're so proud
So stand up and go away
and we don't care what you may say
Proud, proud, proud
Proud to Be Loud x4
We're going down to that crowded town
We're gonna make it burn that sound
You'd better look out cause your end is near
With my guitar I wanna kill your ears
Than give it up and come with us
You'll sure have fun till your life is gone
Cause we're
Proud, proud, proud
Proud to Be Loud
4. Picture of the Past
What I see it's all my memories,
what I would become and what I left to do.
No I could be wrong I don't think that
I've always wrong to choose
any choice of my life but now
I don't like where I've headed
I don't like the man I've become
This picture is all I have,
it's all is left
from the greatest times of my life
when I could dream to choose,
choose to be someone else.
Look what I'm become,
but I can't turn it back
to change the path that I've taken
the time, the time is wrong for me now
Like this picture,
picture of the past ?
Hold on tight this old picture
photographs of my dreams
corrupted by times
and rusted now like myself.
This picture is all I have
photographs of my dreams
of my life ?
of my dreams ?
of the past ?
5. Pusher of Noise
|
|
