that I can't play I don't wanna spend my whole life in this town I can feel it driving me away Baby you and me were meant for higher ground We got to
Traduzione: Tuono. Higher Ground.
your room slide like you're buttered up roll back the tomb sit down sit down sit down when the thunder clouds sound ants all scatter to high ground
they'll stop and wonder Then gaze upon the speaker, the wall of thunder Standin' on the ground, 3 stories high The deepest bass and the real fresh high
saw his sinister face Speaks your name, don't listen Otherwise, your part of the scene He tears you from the ground and takes you higher and higher
raise my head from the ground and see you They will cause us grief and agony Stand at the doorstep of eternal glory But the high tide now begins to
Have no fear of death, when it's your time Oden will bring us home when we die! The ground trembles under us As we make our thunder charge The pounding
Harden steel and thunder sound Motivated to move the ground Digging deep the quarry heap Caterpillar's on the creep Moving rubble in its wake Turning
So few words So few words We are movin round to the hour Force from the power Thunder reigns down in a mass mind shower Levellin vibes unravellin scribes
our legend be written! Give the word! Raze Gul-Kothoth to the ground! [The Imperial War-Skalds:] An age of fire, sword and shield, The thunder of the
but Sunday 'Til the day he died He prayed for rain and thunder And listened for the sound In the dry years he went under He never got off the ground
and eat their words When you find the proof This is all you're given It's your only move It's a rite of passage for the everyman To a higher ground
dawn awaits I lay awake at night with troubled dreams The enemy is at the gate. Beneath the thunder-blasted trees The words are ringin' off your tongue The ground
was so high off of the ground So close, so close And I think I may never come down So close to heaven So high off of the ground So close to heaven...
sallow moon's glow My silver palomino Sixteen hands from her withers to the ground I lie in bed and listen to the sound Of the west Texas thunder roll
thunder Everyone's staring , but no one is caring for you now Just spread your wings, latch onto the breeze Just take the leap... and you're free Chase the high ground
[Mission / Avlasenko] Hear the torrents of life Rupturing all dreams and hopes Beating and storming the Gates of Heaven! Life-music's thunder and sights
