Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Running Wild
"Today I buried my son. No father should bury his son. Especially, when he is the last of his tribe. Today my heart is bleeding!". 1757 the story began. "Alice" and "Cora" and a British young man. Ambushed they fall into.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Running Wild
Burning down all the bridges. Leaving all the past behind. Heading for a new horizon. The promised land to find. Hope in our hearts. 'cause the promised land is coming. Agony from the start. But a light is shining.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Running Wild
Transformation of the soul, clicks and likes the highest goal. Illusions turning into truth, put a spell right on the youth. Mobbing just creates despair, the smell of sulphur in the air. Trivialize the meanest act,
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Running Wild
You're a wildchild. Freeride on the wings that take you high. They can't chain you. You stay cool by the freedom in your heart. C'mon and take a ride on the fireside. Fireheart no matter what is coming. Fireheart you.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Running Wild
You're down out now you rock bottown down the line. They pester on you and your foes are doing fine. The boss gripes about you he critizises your attitude. Tearing you of a strip now his behavior's kinda rude. World's.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Running Wild
Riding into the sunset. The highway is winding its way. The motor is droning. While the night is killing the day. Swallowed by the twilight. The plains are hiding left and right. The air's turning colder. Freezing, I am.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Running Wild
Recovery of drinking water. They privatize it all the way. The want control right completely. They want you body, mind and soul. Perfidious plan to hide their action. They come along in suit and tie. Spitting.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Running Wild
Life is hard, to get it right it ain't easy. Desperation's in your heart. You need relief, so bang your head and feel the music. Well it's time about to start, get up. Head up high, you shout it out, your fist is.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Running Wild
Blood curdling tale. Mysterious island part of all yarn. Thunder and gale. Are leading you straight into its arms. Island, a beatiful deadly pearl in the sea. Siren, a dreadful goddess waiting for thee. Turn your back.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Running Wild
Riding fast in the darkest night. Pant and sweat, we hold on tight. The dispatch in the saddlebag. A secret should not raise a flag. A promise on the wind. That calls us back again. Banquet, jugs of wine. To raise our.