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Tool - Eulogy

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Eulogy


He had alot to say.
He had alot of nothing to say.
We'll miss him.
I'll miss him.

He had alot to say.
He had alot of nothing to say.
We'll miss him.
I'll miss him.
We're gonna miss him
We're gonna miss him

So long.
We wish you well.
You told us how you weren't afraid to die.
Well then, so long.
Don't cry here
Or feel too down.
Not all martyrs see divinity.
But at least you tried.

Standing above the crowd,
He had a voice that was strong and loud.
We'll miss him.
We'll miss him.

Ranting and pointing his finger
At everything but his heart.
We'll miss him.
We'll miss him.
We're gonna miss him.
We're gonna miss him.

No way to recall
What it was that you had said to me,
Like I care at all.

But it was so loud.
And you sure could yell.
You took a stand on every little thing
And it was so loud.

You could be the one who saves me from my own existence.

Warn while some child might chill, nine-one-two.

I'm too smart when you're invisible by the bone symbol on you. So he bashes his skull through the window while looking out to the sea. Like torment of my ego. And we're amused by this.

Standing above the crowd,
He had a voice that was strong and loud and I
Swallowed his facade cuz I'm so
Eager to identify with
Someone above the ground,
Someone who seemed to feel the same,
Someone prepared to lead the way, and
Someone who would die for me.

Will you? Will you now?
Would you die for me?
Don't you fuckin lie.

Don't you step out of line.
Don't you step out of line.
Don't you step out of line.
Don't you fuckin lie.

You've claimed all this time that you would die for me.
Why then are you so surprised when you hear your own
eulogy?

He had alot to say.
He had alot of nothing to say.
He had alot to say.
He had alot of nothing to say.

Come down.
Get off your fucking cross.
We need the fucking space,
to nail the next fool martyr.

To ascend you must die.
You must be crucified,
For our sins and our lies!
Good-bye!

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Publicado el: 2010-01-26 00:31:03 por Mauro

Elogio


El tenia mucho que decir.
El tenia un monton de nada que decir.
Lo extrañaremos.
Lo extrañare.

El tenia mucho que decir.
El tenia un monton de nada que decir.
Lo extrañaremos.
Lo extrañare.
Vamos a extrañarlo.
Vamos a extrañarlo.

Hasta luego.
Te deseamos lo mejor.
Nos dijiste que no tenias miedo a morir.
Bien, etonces, hasta luego.
No grites aqui,
O sientete demasiado caido.
No todos los martires ven la divinidad.
Pero al menos lo intentaste.

De pie sobre la muchedumbre,
Tenia una voz fuerte y ruidosa.
Lo extrañaremos.
Lo extrañaremos.

Vociferando y señalando con el dedo.
A todos excepto su corazon.
Lo extrañaremos.
Lo extrañaremos.
Vamos a extrañarlo.
Vamos a extrañarlo.

No hay manera de recordar,
Que era lo que me habias dicho.
Como que me importa en absoluto.

Pero era tan ruidoso.
Seguro podrias gritar.
Actuaste sobre cada pequeña cosa.
Y era tan ruidoso.

Tu podrias ser quien me salva de mi propia existencia.

Adviertelo mientras algun niño se puede enfriar, nueve-uno-dos.

Soy demasiado inteligente cuando eres invisible por el símbolo de hueso sobre ti. Entonces el golpea su craneo a traves de la ventana mientras mira hacia el mar. Como el tormento de mi ego. Y nos divertimos con esto

De pie sobre la muchedumbre,
Tenia una voz fuerte y ruidosa y
Me trague toda su fachada porque soy muy
Impaciente para indentificarme con
Alguien por encima de la tierra,
Alguien que parecio sentir lo mismo,
Alguien se dispuso a mostrar el camino, y
Alguien que moriria para mi.

Lo haras? Lo haras ahora?
Moririas por mi?
No me jodas con tus mentiras.

No te pases de la linea.
No te pases de la linea.
No te pases de la linea.
No me jodas con tus mentiras.

Has afirmado todo este tiempo que moririas por mi.
Por que entonces te sorprendes cuando escuchas tu propio elogio?

El tenia mucho que decir.
El tenia un monton de nada que decir.
El tenia mucho que decir.
El tenia un monton de nada que decir.

Bajate.
Sal de esa maldita cruz.
Necesitamos ese maldito espacio,
para clavar al proximo tonto martir.

Para ascender debes morir.
Debes ser crucificado.
Por nuestros pecados y nuestras mentiras!
Adios!
Escrito Por: Mauro

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