Sepultura - To The Wall Lyrics
To the wall-- claims the soldierMy last steps march to the deathLast wills! hell! this is idiotism***** off to me, ***** off to all of youTo the death-- I raise my headMy last moments--its my existing countdownA cry for mercy trapped in my throatBut even in hell theres a place for cowardsThe burning sun over my headThe troop is comin- compassion I dismissSentence of death pounding on my backTheres no hiding when youre thrownAgainst the wallTo paradise, the priest is saying . . .Blessing my deathHes standing in front of me . . .His merciful sight sickens meHe says that soon Ill have my judgement . . .Ill kneel down in front of the lordAnd he asks me to regret my sins. . .But its too lateGrowling words from the bible. . .Raising my agony oh god!. . .How Id like to have my hands untiedThe wall Im facing nowSeeing my life going through my eyesFeeling death behind my backAn acrid taste of defeat tormenting my last yearsAnd when I feel my body being. . .Punched. . . smashedTheres no pain . . . just silenceMy last breath echoing . . . spreading through the airMy body in pieces. . . a stream of blood . . .Bloody drops whipping the wallThe silent wall that has understood my silenceThe silence that was a prisoner of my soulIs my soul that now is the ruler of the worldTo the wall
