Waiting for a Dead Man

Over the wall
You know the way
Now move on
With every step there is a price to pay
Waiting for truth? Or for the change?
It’s up to you when your target’s out of range…

I can’t stop the feeling that’s breakin’ through the pain
See these lies before your eyes-you’ll never be the same!

I taste blood on the air
Why are we waiting for a dead man…?

March on the grave
You’ve got the right
To be the slave-but how on еarth you gonna sleep at night?
Stripped of the youth
No love for changе
But it’s up to you when your target’s out of range

I taste blood on the air
Why is the taste of our blood everywhere?
I’ll stand up for what we’ve become
Realise that nothing will be done
If I am waiting for a dead man to come

Waiting for a dead man
I’m waiting for a dead man to come…