second end

Unrised

(DuchŠŤek, AntonŪn; AntonŪn)

Lord I thought you wanted me there,
Where the wind is taking the breath.
I think Iím little bit affraid,
watching the strange things, when the worldís gone insane.

Girl I want you to do it this way:
Wait for the down, when itís going to break.
Go on and dance, before itís too late,
but watch out the strangers wanna put you to chains.

Ref: Donít you see that itís out of control,
rise of unrised men,
Donít you make any compromises,
when they say, that youíre over, over.

I saw the men going down the road.
Following trails, where the scapegoat ran.
Theyíre coming easily theyíre comming slowly .
They donít need the answer, they just want your blood.

Ref: Donít you see that itís out of control,
rise of unrised men.
Donít you make any compromises,
when they say, that youíre over, over.

Donít you see, there is so much more,
they would ever let you.
You directionís so complicated,
So they say that youríre over, over.

Donít you see that itís out of control,
rise of unrised men.
Donít you make any compromises,
when they say, that youíre over, over.

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