Armored Saint - Last train home

Tekst :

When lonely winds blow cold
And my world moves down below
It s a sign to make a change
Among the platform crowd
Words clear as clouds
Say you can t remain the same

And familiar voices cry
my name
I m on the last train home
On the last train home

Crossroads of my life
Feel my body glide
To a place I need to be

It s within my sights
I know it ll feel so right
When I get there I ll be free

Still those voices call
my name
But I m on the last train home
On the last train home
On the last train home

Ride with the freight line
Ride with the freight line
There I go
Gotta make time
I gotta make time
I m aboard

Boxcar wonder
Every scar shows
Where the future lies
Lord only knows

I m on the last
Last train home
On the last train home
I m on the last train home
On the last train home
I m on the last train home
On the last train home
Last train home Yeah,
last train home

It s within my sights
I know it ll feel so right
When I get there I ll be free

Inne utwory

  • Raising fear
  • On the way
  • Crisis of life
  • Conqueror
  • Saturday night special
  • Deep rooted anger
  • Chemical euphoria
  • No reason to live
  • Glory hunter
  • The truth always hurts
  • March of the saint
  • Over the edge
  • Reign of fire
  • Book of blood
  • Isolation
  • Terror
  • Mad house
  • Legacy
  • Losowe utwory

    Desecrate

    Desecrate the vows within
    Sanctify all your fears
    Desecrate the holy church
    Desecrate

    Fill the abyss
    With you hatred
    Slaughter my child
    Before your eyes
    Fill the abyss
    With you hatred
    Slaughter my child

    Repeat 1st verse,...

    Dwie na jednego

    Kwiatów znoszę Ci naręcza,
    Cale noce się zadręczam.
    Co dzień dzwonię, rymowane piszę listy -
    A ty masz mnie za sztubaka!
    Oj, nie byłabyś Ty taka,
    Gdybyś chociaż raz zajrzała do statystyk.

    Na każdego chłopca
    Przypadają dwie dziewczyny,
    Więc nie bądź taka ważna
    I z serca wyrzuć głaz.
    Aż...

    Glory hunter

    Cavalry leader with a bold upper hand
    Boyhood dream was achieved
    Praised by the soldiers down by his side
    The regiment followed his lead
    The antagonists were so obsessed
    Glory hunter his name
    Fearlessly fighting the savage man
    Brought him fortune and fame...

    Why should you come when i call

    It s 1:30 in the morning
    but that s alright by me
    Weren t you just waiting by the phone
    I should give a little warning
    but I need the things I need
    I m not proud to need a hand
    but I just don t understand
    So, Why...

    Tristan

    I am the tragedy
    And the heroine
    I am lost and i am rescuing

    The storm is come
    And i am following

    My name is tristan
    And i am alive

    Forever young
    I come from god knows where
    cos now i’m here
    Without a hope or care

    I am trouble
    And i am troubled too

    My name is tristan
    And i am alive

    Sorrow...