From the coast of gold, across the seven seas

I’m travelling on, far and wide
But now it seems
I’m just a stranger to myself
And all the things I sometimes do
It isn’t me but someone else

I close my eyes and think of home
Another city goes by in the night
Ain’t it funny how it is
You never miss it ‘til it’s gone away
And my heart is lying there
And will be ‘til my dying day

So understand
Don’t waste your time
Always searching for those wasted years
Face up…make your stand
And realize you’re living in the golden years

Too much time on my hands
I got you on my mind
Can’t ease this pain, so easily
When you can’t find the words to say
It’s hard to make it through another day
And it makes me want to cry
And throw my hands up to the sky

So understand
Don’t waste your time
Always searching for those wasted years
Face up…make your stand
And realize you’re living in the golden years

So understand
Don’t waste your time
Always searching for those wasted years
Face up…make your stand
And realize you’re living in the golden years

So understand
Don’t waste your time
Always searching for those wasted years
Face up…make your stand
And realize you’re living in the golden years

Songwriters: SMITH, ADRIAN FREDER

Father, it’s time
Have a heart for your
child who cries in pain
Not a new sign
But a strike that’ll
blow those fools away
Open your eyes
If you’ve got any you
just look for too long
a time
They spit on your name
Doin’ everything
darnned as highest
crime

They believe they could
walk on the water
Playin `Godsleep with
the devils’ daughter
Killed your son and
might kill mine
But you don’t mind

Why, Lord, why
Tell me why
In these lonely days
I’d need your answer
There’s a reason why

How could you fail?
Still it’s time, turn
the black into the light
Why do you wait?
Do you look down and
laugh at what you find?

Can’t you see they are
mistreating their
daughters
They believe they could
walk on the waters
They killed your son
and might kill mine
But you don’t mind

Why, Lord, why
Tell me why
In these lonely days
I’d need your answer
There’s a reason why

Why, Lord, why
Tell me why
Your the only light
forever lasting
Tell me father, why

Why, Lord, why
Tell me why
In these lonely days
I’d need your answer
There’s a reason why

Why, Lord, why
Tell me why
Your the only light
forever lasting
Tell me father, why

Father it’s time
Father it’s time …

Composição : Andi Deris

Quase white metal.

Can you imagine someone being true
Turn around and put yourself in front of you
Sometimes it’s fun but then you never know
How far a thing like this might go

All my life I’ve waited for a chance
To get right out of here
And when I had it in my hands
I could not let it go

We’ve got the power, we are divine
We have the guts to follow the sign
Extracting tension from sources unknown
We are the ones to cover the throne

Try if can to come where we have gone
You may achieve what can’t be simply done
Look back and there you are where we have been
And still thereÂ’s so much in between

All those years I’ve traveled around this world
Now I am standing here
To make you sing these tunes
And know they’ll never let you go

We’ve got the power, we are divine
We have the guts to follow the sign
Extracting tension from sources unknown
We are the ones to cover the throne

We’ve got the power, we are divine
We have the guts to follow the sign
Extracting tension from sources unknown
We are the ones to cover the throne
We’ve got the power, we are divine
Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Composição : Michael Weikath

É quase um mantra!

Wine is fine but whiskey’s quicker 
Suicide is slow with liquor 
Take a bottle, drown your sorrows 
Then it floods away tomorrows 
Away tomorrows 

Evil thoughts and evil doings 
Cold, alone; you hang in ruins 
Thought that you’d escape the reaper 
You can’t escape the master keeper 

‘Cause you feel life’s unreal 
And you’re living a lie 
Such a shame, who’s to blame 
And you’re wondering why 
Then you ask from your cask 
Is there life after birth 
What you sow can mean hell on this earth 
Hell on this earth 

Now you live inside that bottle 
The reaper’s travelling at full throttle 
It’s catching you but you don’t see 
The reaper’s you and the reaper is me 

Breaking laws, knocking doors 
But there’s no one at home 
Made your bed, rest your head 
But you lie there and moan 
Where to hide, suicide is the only way out 
Don’t you know what it’s really about 

Wine is fine but whiskey’s quicker 
Suicide is slow with liquor 
Take a bottle, drown your sorrows 
Then it floods away tomorrows

Composição : OSBOURNE, DAISLEY, RHOADS