Текст (слова) песни: Finch - Revelation Song

Feel like a riddle today.
Glamorous - and I must say, that you are barely ok.
Meanwhile I fight for reason.
Clamor in hand to defend this: my only body stance.

Take a look around,
Everything - in turn - will come down.
Don’t depend on this - broken promises,
They won’t hear a sound.

Last chance to find the way out.
Rearrange lfe till sundown, fears of a stick in the mud
I solved a riddle today.
Glamorous - and I must say that none of us are ok.

Take a look around,
Everything - in turn - will come down.
Don’t depend on this - broken promises,
They won’t hear a sound.

We plant the seed to grow the tree
But save room for the family.
Evolution turns another ugly hand
Suddenly man cannot stand.
Matchstick starts a fire
Pinpoint the blame,
And through the trees I scream your name.

(SCREAMING)
"Matchstick! Matchstick!
Matchstick! Matchstick starts..!
Matchstick! Matchstick!
Matchstick! Matchstick starts a fire!"

Take a look around,
Everything - in turn - will come down.
Don’t depend on this - broken promises,
They won’t hear a sound.
They wont hear a sound...
Другие песни Finch:

Apologetic Theory
Awake
Bitemarks And Bloodstains
Brother Bleed Brother
Bury Me
Ender
Grey Matter
Ink
Letters to you
Letters To You
Miro
New Beginnings
Perfection Through Silence
Post Script
Project Mayhem
Revelation Song
Say It Ain`t So
Stay with me
The New Kid
Three Simple Words
Untitled
Waiting
What it is to burn
What It Is To Burn
Without you here
Worms Of The Earth