Accept - Guardian of the night
Tekst :
In the night of the day I was born,
quite sure I wouldn`t see no tomorrow.
All the days I was wasting alone,
always waiting for the night without sorrows.
Mister, mister, don`t you know what I am.
Can`t you hear it`s always trembling in my voice?
Don`t you know I`m doing all that I can,
but I`m a man without any choice.
Ev`ry day`s only pain for me.
I don`t like the sunlight shining on my head.
I`m a man that was born for the dark.
Ev`ry light shines is making me feel bad.
Lady, lady, put your hand on my head.
Can`t you hear it`s always trembling in my voice?
`Cause I`m the one who`s behaving so bad.
I need those feelings for you again.
Man of the dark, guardian of the night
I don`t like people working all day,
only working just to see next tomorrow.
But they`re happy while they`re living that way.
In that world I gotta beg, steal or borrow.
Mister, mister, you don`t know...
Accept - Protectors of terror
Tekst :
They are protectors of terror
They are protectors of terror
They re in the business of illusion
An empire built on pain
The Almighty s inquisition
They re a fire burning out of controll
A thousand years of praying
Of faith, morality
A thousand years of staying
Of terror in the name of cross
Will you pray - will you cry
Thou shalt not bear false witness
When brothers in faith
Turn to brothers in arms
Thou shalt not make unto thee
any graven images
How many more have to die
They are protectors of terror
They are protectors of terror
You pay for your salvation
You have to bend your knees in pain
No surrender to temptation
You re a slave to the eye of the Lord
Will you pray - will you cry
Thou shalt not take the name of the Lord thy
God in vain
When brothers in faith
Turn to brothers in arms
Thou shalt not covet thy neighbour s oxen
How many more have to die
They are protectors of terror
They are protectors of terror
They are protectors of terror
- they are protectors
They are protectors of terror
Fear not those who dare to treed
upon the ashes of the chosen ones
They will drink the spillage of the blood
Behind closed doors the darkest
one prepares his altar of death
They are protectors
- will you pray - will you cry
Of terror
- when brothers in faith turn
to brothers in arms
They are protectors
- hom many more have to die
Laws carved in stone are rewritten in blood
They are protectors of terror
They are protectors of terror
They are protectors of terror
- they are protectors
They are protectors of terror
They are protectors of terror
Accept - Sounds of war
Tekst :
Mighty war machines are on their way
I m here no place to stay
Time will come, we ll have to pray
And then the war will come someday
endless fear
Don t you see that the point is near
Shooting guns I hear from everywhere (louder)
(Bombs) are falling out of (...) great (power)
Tanks are coming, beware of (machines)
Children are suffering and cry for (help)
Tanks are coming (...)
(...) houses and everything around
The useless crying, seems to be the end
Seems to be the end of this rotten land
I was born, tell me why
I was born, tell me why
Killing children who doesn t know hatred
Torturing people (what s all) this mess
Tell me the sence of useless life
Killing each other with (...)
I was born, tell me why
I was born, tell me why
Tanks are coming (...)
(...) houses and everything around
No use crying, seems to be the end
Seems to be the end of this rotten land
I was born, tell me why
I was born, tell me why