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Wall Of Sleep: "Overlook The All" – 2003

энциклопедия: Wall Of Sleep

Состав группы:

  • Szasa – ударные
  • Feri – бас
  • András – гитара
  • Gábor – вокал

Wall Of Sleep: "Overlook The All" – 2003

Композиции:

  1. Overlook The All
  2. Life Lies Low
  3. Hands Of Dust
  4. The Wizard

Лирика

1. Overlook The All

Who can give salvation?
Who can take the fire
To show which way to go instead of the way of lie?
I believe I've been taught but solution always hides
Who will open up the book where the wisdom lies?

Where all the wisdoms lie...

What I've been looking for...

When these psycho days are over
Have I got to feel that I go nowhere?
When these worn out days're thrown onto fire
Who will know who is, who was, who will be a liar?

Who can open the gates wide
Overlook the All
Who can find all the keys to open every door
Can any man stay so clean to speak words carrying weight
Can any man be a verified witness of today?

A witness of today...
Who I've been looking for...

2. Life Lies Low

This wait this 24 hours wait
for the eternal sleep
another 24 hours and
I haven't found the way
I've been dreaming to walk but
Nights are longer than you think
And days are too short to talk... I have to look for another day

I live through moments I have been trying to catch to feel
Every time I don't want to wake up anymore
I live through moments always slip out of my hands
They make this life lie low

I hate all the minutes and hours
Were given me to spend
I hate dawns and twilights, too
And I hate this worn-out clay
I've been trying to speak but
Thoughts are longer than you think
And words are too simple to say... I have to look for another play

3. Hands Of Dust

Something 's drawn tears from this day
Bones of minutes've wiped them away
Hours and evenings've become an endless line
I forget the names're given by the time

...they've been running running running around

Cycles of this coloured dream
Details of some faded scene
Cycles of the years I lost
I wish to take the hands of dust...
Cycles of this painted spell
Stolen sound of a silenced bell
Remains of the years I lost
Oh how I wish to take the hands of dust...

Something 's drawn tears from this day
Bones of minutes've wiped them away
Hours and evenings draw an endless line
Forgotten names are sunken in time

4. The Wizard

оригинал: Black Sabbath

Misty morning, clouds in the sky
Without warning, the wizard walks by
Casting his shadow, weaving his spell
Funny clothes, tinkling bell

Never talking
Just keeps walking
Spreading his magic

Evil power disappears
Demons worry when the wizard is near
He turns tears into joy
Everyone's happy when the wizard walks by

Never talking
Just keeps walking
Spreading his magic

Sun is shining, clouds have gone by
All the people give a happy sigh
He has passed by, giving his sign
Left all the people feeling so fine

Never talking
Just keeps walking
Spreading his magic

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