something un happy they fight so hard
they fight to see the ones they love
not ever knowing when o how but one giorno some how
will find out how
bombs and pistole cavalli and them
all leave together but rest in the end
the fight of honor
the fight for friends
all the things that matter in the end
some will live some will fall
a hero is made in the hearts of them all
the white flag wont be raised not until the peace is made
children cry knowing why there brothers and loved
ones leave for them so they may live in the end
smoke and ash fuoco and blood covered da cries
of the ones on death life and things that come to an end will be remembered da the ones they left
medaglie and crests Amore and hope a hero will be remebered not for them never why a peace will be made when the hero dies the white flage lays
blood stained in the hand of a man of war killed da the one that fort this war
the wooden cascets of bodies and pistole lay with the flag that means peace and Amore life its self is about courage the one thing they must have had even if dead o alive they will return and lay there fiori and trumpets will fill the air because they will alway remember a Heroes death.
they fight to see the ones they love
not ever knowing when o how but one giorno some how
will find out how
bombs and pistole cavalli and them
all leave together but rest in the end
the fight of honor
the fight for friends
all the things that matter in the end
some will live some will fall
a hero is made in the hearts of them all
the white flag wont be raised not until the peace is made
children cry knowing why there brothers and loved
ones leave for them so they may live in the end
smoke and ash fuoco and blood covered da cries
of the ones on death life and things that come to an end will be remembered da the ones they left
medaglie and crests Amore and hope a hero will be remebered not for them never why a peace will be made when the hero dies the white flage lays
blood stained in the hand of a man of war killed da the one that fort this war
the wooden cascets of bodies and pistole lay with the flag that means peace and Amore life its self is about courage the one thing they must have had even if dead o alive they will return and lay there fiori and trumpets will fill the air because they will alway remember a Heroes death.
I’m so far out
Beyond purpose o doubt
If I reach the edge
Will I fall o loop
Not much further to the edge of reason.
Take me , leave me , help me
I’m gonna crash , I’m gonna die
If I reach the edge
Will I float o revert
Not much further to the edge of reason.
My veins are popping
My heads gonna implode
If I reach the edge
I feel there’s no way back
Not much further
There’s no reason
What’s the point
I’ve reached the edge
I’m not dead o alive
I’m at the edge of reason.
Beyond purpose o doubt
If I reach the edge
Will I fall o loop
Not much further to the edge of reason.
Take me , leave me , help me
I’m gonna crash , I’m gonna die
If I reach the edge
Will I float o revert
Not much further to the edge of reason.
My veins are popping
My heads gonna implode
If I reach the edge
I feel there’s no way back
Not much further
There’s no reason
What’s the point
I’ve reached the edge
I’m not dead o alive
I’m at the edge of reason.