Torches

(альбом: The Bronx - 2003)

You cannot change the life you're born to live
And as you play your part the world will take and give
And madness it may not be guaranteed
But this empire's a burden, you'll see
The hand cannot hold what the mind cannot read

War is just an itch under your skin
And your palace just a trophy of your sin
The body is just important as the soul
The power is not complete without control
This empire's a burden, you'll see
There's no polishing this poverty
I'm passing my torch to the blind
I hope your luck's better than mine

Vultures circle the sky
Waiting for something to die
Children stare at the sun
Waiting to bathe in its blood

I won't dull sense of time

I'm passing my torch to the blind
I hope your luck's better than mine
This empire's a burden to me
My hands cannot hold what my eyes cannot see

Vultures circle the sky
Waiting for something to die
Children stare at the sun
Waiting to bathe in its blood
Vultures circle the sky
Waiting for something to die
Children stare at the sun
Waiting to bathe in its blood

You cannot change the life you're born to live