Arno Carstens — Invaders: тексты песен, клипы и концерты

Invaders

23

Rock

Трек «Invaders» вышел в 7 сентября 2012 г. г. на альбоме « » (лейбл «Gallo Record Company»)Atari Gala

Информация о песне

АльбомAtari Gala

Дата релиза7 сентября 2012 г.

ЛейблGallo Record Company

Мелодичность

Акустичность

Валанс

Танцевальность

Энергия

BPM102

ОБЗОР

СЛОВА

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ

Arno Carstens

Исполнитель

МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА

Arno Carstens

Автор песен

ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ

Arno Carstens

Продюсер

Слова

[Verse 1]

Hunter no more

I've given up this gift of sensing inner fear

I serve no more

Under this love and lust, floating away

Swarms of flies, take them home

Old haggard in, old haggard out they go

[Verse 2]

Invaders, invaders

Alarm, alarm

There's no survivors, these are secrets we'll never hear

I've been waitin' for the laughter but it's the silence I hear

There's no survivors, these are secrets we'll never hear

Accompanied at 10 PM by a unidentified force

Unveiled itself as possession of utter disgust

They said now call me a trickster

This is here I taught

Revenge from rivers and anger of men

And death by Satan's sword

[Verse 3]

Invader, invaders

Alarm, alarm

There's no survivors, these secrets we'll never hear

I've been waitin' for your laughter but it's the silence I hear

There's no survivors, your secrets we'll never hear

[Verse 4]

The son who killed his father

So camera shy, deny

In an interview he says, "Don't bother"

For conquer live and lie

So keep on dancin', Delilah, shed your clothes and give me your best

For the beast in us should surely also have a rest

[Verse 5]

Invader, invaders

Alarm, alarm

There's no survivors, these are secrets we'll never hear

I've been waiting for the laughter but it's the silence I hear

There's no survivors, these are secrets we'll never hear

[Verse 6]

A voice in my head constructed a bomb

In a hotel so close I can hear the tick, tick, tick

It comes, it comes

Right now life is a six-ton truck headin' our way with no way to stop

It comes, it comes

A thin blue line on borrowed time, loving prayers that seldom shines

It comes, (Let's) run

[Verse 7]

Invader, invader

Alarm, alarm

There's no survivors, these secrets we'll never hear

I've been waitin' for the laughter but it's the silence I hear

There's no survivors, these are secrets we'll never hear

Written by: Arno Carstens

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