A Thousand British Lies کے بول

Beneath the solid sky of a thousand British lies I concentrate my eyes upon the plight of time No one can stir the stride of me when I'm demised I will complete the rising until the golden dawn And you can never promise me a word you say I've had enough when daylight's not hid by the rain Complicating the reign I will storm out the rage In the sense of reclaim And I'm right insipid, intrinsecally splendid And you can see me away in the train I never am gonna out-try a word you say I carry by the blame I got hit in the face In you I see the things coming to end So don't me reprehend I got the knife you said In the back many times I can stay up all night And you gonna find Beneath the solid sky of a thousand British lies I concentrate my eyes upon the plight of time No one can stir the stride of me when I'm demised I will complete the rise until my golden dawn