THCF - B2 - Čast iznad svega - Tekst pesme Boško: M0k0r u kr0ju mene nije teško n0ći. Ko st0blo je n0š pokret. Možd0 su v0m0 n0ši kor0ci m0li jer nisu ut0b0li put kojim se vi krećete, 0li z0 nekog i nešto n0ši kor0ci su g0lop, 0 to nik0d0 r0zumeti nećete!!! Na prvi pogled Čini ti se sve će biti Kao i obično.
Oko malog prsta vrtim gomilu mladica malo mijesam datume, malo mijesam pica pijem, pusim, ne spavam, nezdravo se hranim ono sto me ubija, to me zivom pravi Da, ja sam kraljica ruskoga ruleta da, ja sam mnogima Ahilova peta Ref. U jednoj ruci casa whiskeya sa ledom i palis stotu cigaretu ti za redom ti bi samo malo da se igras Sve sto drugi vide je da mrkli mrak si u ovom gradu tebe zna bas svaki taxi takav zivot znala si da biras Ref.
- To je ko ljubav Vrlo slično Tridesete, ništa neobično.
The Bleeding Nothing like a fool and his gun You've blown him away But nobody won and no one believe 'Til the damage was done And they all recieve but did not deserve this But you fall gray And I won't let it this way I'm never gonna open my heart again The bleeding won't end The bleeding won't end There's not enough room there for love to grow, anymore Anymore Anyone care to explain The feeling you get When you're going insane Well think I could swim with this current today Think I could swim with this current today Did you fall gray? Never won't live it this way I'm never gonna open my heart again The bleeding won't end The bleeding won't end There's not enough room there for love to grow, anymore Blown away I can not find the reason for all of my hate I can not find the reason for all of my pain And I'm better off dead then living this way I'm never gonna open my heart again The bleeding won't end The bleeding won't end There's not enough room there for love to grow, anymore I'm never gonna open my I'm never gonna open my heart again There's not enough room there There's not enough room there for love to grow Anymore... No Lullaby Keep your eyes open And prick up your ears Rehearse your loudest cry. There's folk out there Who would do you harm So I'll sing you no lullaby. There's a lock on the window; There's a chain on the door: A big dog in the hall. But there's dragons and beasties Out there in the night To snatch you if you fall. So come out fighting With your rattle in hand. Light A match to catch the devil's eye. Bring a cross of fire to the fight. And let no sleep bring false relief From the tension of the fray. Come wake the dead with the scream of life. Do battle with ghosts at play. Gather your toys at the call-to-arms And swing your big bear down. Upon our necks when we come to set You sleeping safe and sound. It's as well we tell no lie To chase the face that cries. And little birds can't fly So keep an open eye. It's as well we tell no lie So I'll sing you no lullaby.