Bones (Bonesaw Shortcut) Songtext
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Bones (Bonesaw Shortcut) Songtext
The stormy sea spat you out. Call it elevation
Scavengers′ feast in the sand – a bloody celebration
The stage is set on the rocks for some revelations
You pray for the tide to come
A cloudless sky's waiting for you. The night has faded
Your eyes are dry and your lips are moving, dehydrated
The capability of speech may be overrated
You can′t escape from the burning sun
You try to raise just one hand with the slowest motion
To shield your face, realizing you can't reach the ocean
Is all this punishment for your lack of devotion?
A stranger on a strange land
You had to leave, this is all 'bout determination
Learn how to breathe or you′ll die by asphyxiation
There is no oxygen left, this means intoxication
You have been thrown out of the deep end
Out of the blue and black
There is no turning back
Bones
Thrown down by a giant
Waiting to be read, stolen from the sea
Bones
Stop being defiant
Or you′ll never get your own prophecy
Bones
Red and ivory tokens
Drying in the sun, irony of fate
Bones
Messed up and all broken
Crawl if you can't run, it is not too late
What will you do? Has there been a gathering of wisdom?
The hungry skuas are watching. You wouldn′t miss them
It may be time to become part of the ecosystem
What have you got left to give?
You've left your cave, but it wasn′t your own decision
There once was faith, or maybe it was superstition
It all could end here and now without any mission
It doesn't matter in what you believe!
Out of the blue and black
There is no turning back
Bones
Thrown down by a giant
Waiting to be read, stolen from the sea
Bones
Stop being defiant
Or you′ll never get your own prophecy
Bones
Red and ivory tokens
Drying in the sun, irony of fate
Bones
Messed up and all broken
Crawl if you can't run, it is not too late
A long, long way
A zig-zag course
Which we have traveled
For so many years
On endless days
With no remorse
This life has forced you
To cope with your fears
So, leave this shore!
The tower is waiting
And you have to follow its call
Once more
It could be too late
But the answers lie within its walls
You'll see
There is no other way
Get up! You know
You cannot stay here in the sun
You have no choice
There is no rest
It′s in your bones
Your final quest has just begun
Out of the black and blue
It all comes back to you
Bones
Thrown down by a giant
Waiting to be read, stolen from the sea
Bones
Stop being defiant
Or you′ll never get your own prophecy
Bones
Red and ivory tokens
Drying in the sun, irony of fate
Bones
Messed up and all broken
Crawl if you can't run, it is not too late
Bones
Thrown down by a giant
Waiting to be read, stolen from the sea
Bones
Stop being defiant
Or you′ll never get your own prophecy
Bones
Red and ivory tokens
Drying in the sun, irony of fate
Bones
Messed up and all broken
Crawl if you can't run, it is not too late
It′s not too late
Es ist nicht zu spät
Scavengers′ feast in the sand – a bloody celebration
The stage is set on the rocks for some revelations
You pray for the tide to come
A cloudless sky's waiting for you. The night has faded
Your eyes are dry and your lips are moving, dehydrated
The capability of speech may be overrated
You can′t escape from the burning sun
You try to raise just one hand with the slowest motion
To shield your face, realizing you can't reach the ocean
Is all this punishment for your lack of devotion?
A stranger on a strange land
You had to leave, this is all 'bout determination
Learn how to breathe or you′ll die by asphyxiation
There is no oxygen left, this means intoxication
You have been thrown out of the deep end
Out of the blue and black
There is no turning back
Bones
Thrown down by a giant
Waiting to be read, stolen from the sea
Bones
Stop being defiant
Or you′ll never get your own prophecy
Bones
Red and ivory tokens
Drying in the sun, irony of fate
Bones
Messed up and all broken
Crawl if you can't run, it is not too late
What will you do? Has there been a gathering of wisdom?
The hungry skuas are watching. You wouldn′t miss them
It may be time to become part of the ecosystem
What have you got left to give?
You've left your cave, but it wasn′t your own decision
There once was faith, or maybe it was superstition
It all could end here and now without any mission
It doesn't matter in what you believe!
Out of the blue and black
There is no turning back
Bones
Thrown down by a giant
Waiting to be read, stolen from the sea
Bones
Stop being defiant
Or you′ll never get your own prophecy
Bones
Red and ivory tokens
Drying in the sun, irony of fate
Bones
Messed up and all broken
Crawl if you can't run, it is not too late
A long, long way
A zig-zag course
Which we have traveled
For so many years
On endless days
With no remorse
This life has forced you
To cope with your fears
So, leave this shore!
The tower is waiting
And you have to follow its call
Once more
It could be too late
But the answers lie within its walls
You'll see
There is no other way
Get up! You know
You cannot stay here in the sun
You have no choice
There is no rest
It′s in your bones
Your final quest has just begun
Out of the black and blue
It all comes back to you
Bones
Thrown down by a giant
Waiting to be read, stolen from the sea
Bones
Stop being defiant
Or you′ll never get your own prophecy
Bones
Red and ivory tokens
Drying in the sun, irony of fate
Bones
Messed up and all broken
Crawl if you can't run, it is not too late
Bones
Thrown down by a giant
Waiting to be read, stolen from the sea
Bones
Stop being defiant
Or you′ll never get your own prophecy
Bones
Red and ivory tokens
Drying in the sun, irony of fate
Bones
Messed up and all broken
Crawl if you can't run, it is not too late
It′s not too late
Es ist nicht zu spät
Writer(s): Alexander Frank Spreng, Lutz Demmler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
