Heaven help us, weve lost control This should be our finest hour But were racing towards the end of days Pulling back from the brink despite our best efforts The volume increases and the beat goes on All the players marching to a different drum The rhythm of the war dance, the beat goes on What will become of us if theres no one to watch over us? If we should face the certainty of our destruction Forbidding everything, pointless cries, futile dreams Therell be no after, therell be no tears When tomorrow never comes This isnt a game and the safetys off Still wait one more and so the beat gets faster Everyone must play cause fame will find you Put your face on the cover of a loaded magazine Were proud of ourselves, our greatest inventions Methods of killing have reached perfection All the players marching to a different drum The rhythm of the war dance and the beat goes on What will become of us if theres no one to watch over us? If we should face the certainty of our destruction Forbidding everything, pointless cries, futile dreams Therell be no after, therell be no tears When tomorrow never comes As the warning siren sounds that the world is at an end Rendered unto night creations are asunder What would become of us if theres no one to watch over us? Therell be no after, therell be no tears When tomorrow never comes youtube/watch?v=5euRZqufiqo
Posted on: Sun, 12 Oct 2014 07:28:07 +0000
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