Queensryche - Hero

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Looking for salvation, I m blind.
Thought contamination, I find.
Greedy spiders talk to me in my head.
I think I m drifting.

I m in the big machine. My next hero s calling.
Who knows what he may bring to me?

Government intrusion, again.
Cultural illusion, offends.
Grain of sand in traffic jam, and I m late.
I think I m drifting.

I m in the big machine. My next hero s calling.
Who knows what she may bring to me?

See the demons all around and sometimes
I feel like one of them. Feel the rage is building inside,
I walk to the final edge, I m dreaming...

I m in the big machine. My next hero s calling.
Who knows what he may bring to me?

Inne utwory

  • When the rain comes
  • Open
  • Last time in Paris
  • Dirty Lil secret
  • Nightrider
  • How could i
  • The lady wore black
  • A murderer
  • Sign of the times
  • Tribe
  • Waiting for 22
  • Re-arrange you
  • The whisper
  • Screaming in digital
  • Gonna get close to you
  • Another rainy night
  • One foot in hell
  • The voice inside
  • Hit the black
  • Losowe utwory

    My eye on you

    Your hair s so fair, your eye s so dark.
    I love you hard as my life.
    You pass me by as though I were a stone.
    You cut me like a knife.

    Boy, I do. I got my eye on you.
    Got my...

    Angel of Berlin

    Met her on a stormy Monday
    Call up in the mess within myself
    She was on the road to nowhere
    And I was on the road to nowhere myself

    How was I to know
    All that would cross
    How do I deserve
    All the love that she gives yeah

    Stupid like this

    Well I don’t know what to do when things go wrong
    And it’s a hopeless situation god knows how
    And I know
    And I find
    Some peace of mind

    Who’s the man that talks about you now
    Became a hopeless situation
    When he left town
    And I know
    Yeah I know
    This peace of mind

    ‘Cause I’m stupid like this
    And I’m...

    The court of the Crimson King

    The rusted chains of prison moons
    are shattered by the sun
    I walk a road, horizons change
    the tournament’s begun
    The purple piper plays his tune
    the choir softly sing
    Three lullabies in an ancient tongue
    for the court of the crimson king

    The keeper of the city keys

    Burn me up

    [verse 1]
    I would like to be a martyr
    over time it s getting harder
    who do I have to go and kill
    to get my face on a dollar bill.

    [chorus 1]
    Every single time I look
    someone else has beat...