Times (AoC)

Times
Chanson par  Act Of Cruelty extrait de l’album Tools for creation
Sortie	1995
Compositeur	Act Of Cruelty

Texte

Today is the day of your end, you'll meet my brothers and my friends.
The thing you've looked for during all your life is now in your hands, but it's just dust you can see.

Good times for leaving
Good times for dying

There's no meaning of life, life's the meaning of itself.
Now, you know that I'm your guide to hell.
Closer and closer we go near the shadow, near the eyes I don't like myself.

Good times for leaving
Good times for dying

Now, I'm trapped, I was guided by myself. The one I was leading has my face !
Closer and closer we go, near the shadow and eyes like knives of former friends are killing me !

Good times for leaving : too late to flee
Good times for dying : I know ...
I've seen it so many times, but I can't believe it's my turn .

Hostile, they're all glaring at me with eyes like knives : they're hostile to me ...