Из альбома: Clockwork Angels
The breaker's war on an unseen shore,
In the teeth of a hurricane,
Oh, we struggle in vain
A hellish night, a ghostly light,
Appears through the driving rain,
Salvation in the human chain
All I know that sometimes you have to be wary of a miracle too good to be true,
All I know is that sometimes the truth is contrary of everything in life you thought you knew
All I know is that sometimes you have to be wary, because sometimes the target is you
Driven to the ground,
With that awful sound
Drowned by the cheer from the shore,
Oh, we wonder what for
The people swarm,
through the darkening storm,
Gather everything they can score,
Turn their backs when there's no more
All I know that sometimes you have to be wary of a miracle too good to be true,
All I know is that sometimes the truth is contrary of everything in life you thought you knew,
All I know that sometimes you have to be wary of a miracle too good to be true,
All I know that sometimes the truth is contrary, because sometimes the target is you.
The brink of war on an unseen shore,
In the teeth of an icy grave,
In the teeth of an icy grave
Whoah, the human chain leaves a bloody stain,
Washed away in the pounding waves,
Washed away in the pounding waves
All I know is sometimes you have to be wary of a miracle too good to be true,
All I know is that sometimes the truth is contrary of all the things in life you thought you knew,
All I know is that sometimes you have to be wary, because sometimes the target is you.
All I know is that memory can be too much to carry,
striking out like a bull from a balloon,
All I know is that sometimes the truth is contrary of everything in life you thought you knew