Testo di Morphing into Real

Morphing into Real Always, always behind us Comes up, comes from the darkness No shape, evil and timeless Crawls out to chase us like animals From where the rivers have no source From where the hours run back to yesterdays Beyond the known side of the world It will arise when we'll forget its names May you call it the king without a face It's glassbreaking voice will erase our memories No trace, no sound- rest in peace It's morphing into real By pain, by greed Its nature will reveal When the ending is near Go get your gun and bang the drums March on the fields, your sweat will feed its might Just drop the bombs and shake the earth Open your eyes and watch it burning bright