Harder Than Nails Songtext
von Alea Jacta Est

C′qui veut dire qu'on va plutôt miser
Sur la bonne vieille force brute sur les coups qui font mal.
Il faut l′sonner, ça t'pend des poings en bétons
D'une puissance fulgurante.
On veut lui causer une telle douleur que ça secouera ses ancêtres.
Après chacun d′ tes coups d′poings
Il devra sentir comme si il avait essayer d'embrasser un train...
Ouais
On va transformer tes poings en bombe

THIS DAY AIN′T WAITING ON ME WITH
SUNSHINE AND RAINBOWS
CLENCHED FISTS
CLENCHED TEETH
HARDER THAN NAILS
DIRT CLEANS OFF A LOT
EASIER THAN BLOOD


EARLY IN THE MORNING
DIGGING DITCHES
HAULING BRICKS
I ROLL UP MY SLEEVES

ENDLESS STRENGTH
CRUSHING ROCKS
BENDING STEEL
I SPIT IN MY HANDS

SPIT SPIT SPIT IN MY HANDS

I PLUNGE MY HANDS INTO THE FILTH
I CRUSH THAT FUCKING WORLD
BEFORE IT BEATS ME TO MY KNEES
BEATS ME TO MY KNEES
BEFORE IT BEATS ME TO THE GROUND
BEATS ME TO THE GROUND

UNTIL THE JOB IS DONE
TILL I'M TOO DAMN TIRED TO BREATHE

SWEATING UNDER THE BURNING SUN
AS A PART OF ME DIES
HANDS FROZEN FROM THE SNOW
I KEEP MOVING MYSELF FORWARD


DIRT CLEANS OFF A LOT
EASIER THAN BLOOD
EASIER THAN BLOOD

I PUSH MYSELF HARDER
I PUSH IT ALONG
PICKING MYSELF BACK UP
WHENEVER KNOCKED DOWN