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Fate
810
Pop
Fate fue lanzado el 31 de marzo de 1993 por Epic como parte del álbum The Love of Hopeless Causes
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Fecha de lanzamiento31 de marzo de 1993
Sello discográficoEpic
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM120

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
New Model Army
New Model Army
Intérprete
Justin Sullivan
Justin Sullivan
Voces
Robert Heaton
Robert Heaton
Batería
Nelson
Nelson
Voces de fondo
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Justin Sullivan
Justin Sullivan
Composición
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Niko Bolas
Niko Bolas
Producción
Dave Collins
Dave Collins
Ingeniería de edición
Dave Ruckanan
Dave Ruckanan
Ingeniería
Andrea Wright
Andrea Wright
Asistente de ingeniería
Bob Clearmountain
Bob Clearmountain
Ingeniería de mezcla
Tim Young
Tim Young
Masterización

Letra

I put my hands into the roaring flames
I felt the pain as it started to burn
I've done the same thing over again and again
As if I never ever wanted to learn
Moving through the world at obsession speed
Leave a dust trail crossing the land
I'm crying out in fury to the gods of fate
Come on, get me if you can
I'm a master at the art of how to kill
I've killed the things that I love the best
There's blood on the walls of my home
Patterned with the coward's kiss
And love it is the key that unlocks the door
But you never know what's waiting behind
Crying out in fury to the gods of fate
Come and get me if you can
I'm screaming in the wind, screaming in the rain
Screaming in the face of the storm
Howling in out in the roaring surf
With the waves crashing down into foam
To feel something without a weakness
As She batters me down into the sand
Crying out in fury to the gods of fate
Come on and get me if you can
Now I understand what they told me years ago
How the stakes get higher and higher the further that you go
It's a bad time to look for forgiveness
It's a bad time for searching for home
The Wall came down in a thousand pieces
Now everybody's building their own
Disillusioned little children of the Western World
Time hangs heavy in our hands
We cry out in our fury to the gods of fate
Come on and get us if you can
We're crying out in our pride to the gods of fate
Come on and get us if you can
I'm crying out to the gods who couldn't care less
Come and get me if you can
Written by: Justin Sullivan
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