La caduta - Linea 77, Ln Ripley

Proprio quando

Tutto potevi e ciò che pensavi era legge

Proprio quando

La voce del gregge andava perduta nel niente

Proprio quando

La folla era indifferente

E non azzardava a farsi domande

Quando il caos diventa calmo

Proprio quando

L’impero diventa soltanto un castello di carta

Proprio quando

Il cuore diventa pietra e poi si spacca

Tu sei l’eletto, il divino, il pastore, il messia

E noi sotto il palco aspettiamo l’omelia

Discepoli fedeli e tutti uguali

Vestiti tutti in nero

Con il medio alzato al cielo

1 lies are chronic

2 is my topic

3 hate your head cause you’re crap and i’m epic

4 greed and pleasure

5 it’s your ending

666 now you’ll buy devil’s candy

How does it feel to be the king when the king is falling?

1 lies are chronic

2 is my topic

3 hate your head cause you’re crap and i’m epic

How does it feel to be the king when the king is falling?

Proprio quando

La voce del tempo è un grido che mette paura

Proprio quando il fuoco che prima bruciava diventa sabbia

Proprio quando l’ego diventa superbia

Il trono diventa una gabbia

Quando l’angoscia diventa rabbia

Proprio come quando schiacci pausa e quell’istante resta eterno

Proprio quando

Il paradiso terrestre diventa inferno

Tu sei l’eletto, il divino, il pastore, il messia

E noi sotto il palco aspettiamo l’omelia

Discepoli fedeli e tutti uguali

Vestiti tutti in nero

Con il medio alzato al cielo

1 lies are chronic

2 is my topic

3 hate your head cause you’re crap and i’m epic

4 greed and pleasure

5 it’s your ending

666 now you’ll buy devil’s candy

How does it feel to be the king when the king is falling?

I’ll find the king with my method

And i’ll get his scalp with my method

He’ll try to escape from my gun

And whenever he’ll run

I’ll chase him with my method

People died for his method

Tainted crimes with them red blood

Booming black mask from a far watch out the scar

Too late it’s the method

Tu sei l’eletto, il divino, il pastore, il messia

E noi sotto il palco aspettiamo l’omelia

Discepoli fedeli e tutti uguali

Vestiti tutti in nero

Con il medio alzato al cielo

1 lies are chronic

2 is my topic

3 hate your head cause you’re crap and i’m epic

4 greed and pleasure

5 it’s your ending

666 now you’ll buy devil’s candy

How does it feel to be the king when the king is falling?

Exactly when

Everything you could and what you thought was law

Exactly when

The voice of the flock was lost in thin air

Exactly when

The crowd was indifferent

And he didn't dare ask questions

When the chaos becomes calm

Exactly when

The empire becomes only a house of cards

Exactly when

The heart turns to stone and then breaks

You are the elect, the divine, the shepherd, the messiah

And we are waiting for the homily under the stage

Faithful disciples and all the same

All dressed in black

With the middle finger raised to the sky

1 lies are chronic

2 is my topic

3 hate your head cause you're crap and I'm epic

4 greed and pleasure

5 it's your ending

666 now you’ll buy devil’s candy

How does it feel to be the king when the king is falling?

1 lies are chronic

2 is my topic

3 hate your head cause you're crap and I'm epic

How does it feel to be the king when the king is falling?

Exactly when

The voice of time is a scream that is frightening

Just when the fire that used to burn turns to sand

Just when the ego becomes pride

The throne becomes a cage

When anguish becomes anger

Just like when you press pause and that instant remains eternal

Exactly when

The earthly paradise becomes hell

You are the elect, the divine, the shepherd, the messiah

And we are waiting for the homily under the stage

Faithful disciples and all the same

All dressed in black

With the middle finger raised to the sky

1 lies are chronic

2 is my topic

3 hate your head cause you're crap and I'm epic

4 greed and pleasure

5 it's your ending

666 now you’ll buy devil’s candy

How does it feel to be the king when the king is falling?

I'll find the king with my method

And I'll get his scalp with my method

He’ll try to escape from my gun

And whenever he’ll run

I'll chase him with my method

People died for his method

Tainted crimes with them red blood

Booming black mask from a far watch out the scar

Too late it's the method

You are the elect, the divine, the shepherd, the messiah

And we are waiting for the homily under the stage

Faithful disciples and all the same

All dressed in black

With the middle finger raised to the sky

1 lies are chronic

2 is my topic

3 hate your head cause you're crap and I'm epic

4 greed and pleasure

5 it's your ending

666 now you’ll buy devil’s candy

How does it feel to be the king when the king is falling?