Текст (слова) песни: Arena - Spectre at the Feast

Theres a spectre at the feast
Feeding on my soul and drinking my hopes away
Theres a wind from the east
My heart grows cold, my rainbows turn to grey
Theres a spectre at the feast
Tearing me up and tossing my bones to the wolves
On the brink of defeat
Were moving the goals and changing the rules
Hey dont fall asleep
Dont close your eyes and drift away to some foreign land
I know who you are - My fate is in your hands

Theres a spectre at the feast
Panic has a face; its looking at me right now
Theres the shadow of defeat
Got to rise and bring those demons down

Hey dont fall asleep
Dont close your eyes and drift away to some foreign land
I know who you are - My fate is in your hands

Are they so pure, that they should judge me everyday?
Am I so low in estimation, that none will hear a word I say?
Are they so sure, the human race should turn away?
In every home to be unwelcome, and none will hear a word I say!

This brave new world has fallen and decayed
Are there no heroes just men with feet of clay?

Are they so weak, that they despise me everyday?
A painful demonstration that none will hear a word I say!

This brave new world has fallen and decayed
Are there no heroes just men with feet of clay?

Are you so pure?
This brave new world has fallen and decayed
Are there no heroes just men with feet of clay?
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Climbing The Net
Crying For Help IV
Cutting the Cards
Double Vision
Enemy Without
Ghost In The Firewall
In The Blink Of An Eye
Jericho
Mea Culpa
Midas Vision
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Painted Man
Pins And Needles
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Salamander
Skin Game
Solomon
Spectre at the Feast
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The Butterfly Man
The City of Lanterns
The Hanging Tree
The Visitor
Tsunami
Valley Of The Kings
Waiting For The Flood
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