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Тексты (слова) песенСписок исполнителей в алфавитном порядкеА  Б В Г Д Е Ё Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Э Ю Я  A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P R S T U V W X Y Z  Текст (слова) песни: Arena - The Butterfly ManHe waits in the dark for lives, misguided and wrecked The catcher of innocent souls Hes proud of his human collection Of losers who give up the chase Of winners who fail to look round He creeps up behind the fallen and blind Theyre gone! With hardly a sound Save me - somebody reach out a hand Save me from eternity caught in the grip of The Butterfly Man He waits in the dark for the scent of anger or hate He hides behind ignorance And its never for long that he has to wait A gentle caress Is enough before fear takes a hold The warning signs come far too late By then hell have captured your soul Save me - somebody reach out a hand Save me from the agony caught in the grip of The Butterfly Man Save me - somebody reach out a hand Save me from eternity caught in the grip of The Butterfly Man Ive been here for so long Dont even know what my purpose ever was I dont even know where I belong Through the years Ive been waiting Even time has lost its meaning Dont even know where I belong Cant ever turn from this path Dont even know what alternatives there are Perhaps I wandered too far Ive been here for so long Dont even hope for an end to all of this I have no choice, but to carry on There you are fighting to escape from the womb Dying in the snares of your chosen beliefs Were you not set free far too soon? There you are bathing in the warmth of creation Drowning in the blood of your chosen beliefs Prisoners of fate Living in a state of sedation Save me - somebody reach out a hand Save me - somebody reach out a hand Save me from eternity caught in the grip of The Butterfly Man He waits in the dark The catcher of elegant souls Extravagant souls Belligerent souls He waits in the dark His arms open wide Never too short Never too tall Hell take them all |
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