Frontline Lyrics

Mechanical Poet Frontline

Wake up! Pieces of peace, chips of illusions. Dreams,
which won't come true. Strange decrees, inane
conclusions...

What's it all for? Still have no clue.

You only feel that there is something else. Behind this
world, behind this war. Beyond the midnight veil.

Every minute you live on a frontline. Every evening you
walk on a frontline. A pleasure ground with deadly
shells.

Every Sunday you dance on a frontline. Every birthday you
keep on afrontline. If your men fail then you will fail
as well.

Wake up! Broken hopes, unending riddles, teasing smell of
sin. Desolate roads, decaying heroes, scorches on your
skin. Drowning in the seas of breeding questions. You
cannot stop your search until you reach the depths.

Your broken hopes. Your shattered dreams. Your storms and
gales. Your scars and seams. Your plagues and bales..
.They saved you.