Letra de Lemmings (Including Cog) (Remastered 2021)
I stood alone upon the highest cliff-top Looked down, around, and all that I could see Were those that I would dearly love to share with Crashing on quite blindly to the seaI tried to ask what game this was But knew I would not play it The voice, as one, as no one, came to meWe have looked upon the heroes And they are found wanting We have looked hard across the land But we can see no dawn We have now dared to sear the sky But we are still bleeding We are drawing near to the cliffs Now, we can hear the callThe clouds are piled in mountain shapes There is no escape, except to go forward Don't ask us for an answer now It's far too late to bow to that conventionWhat course is there left, but to die?We have looked upon the high kings Found them less than mortals Their names are dust before the just March of our young, new law Minds stumbling strong, we hurtle on Into the dark portal No one can halt our final vault Into the unknown mawAnd as the elders beat their brows They know that it is really far too late now to stop us For if the sky is seeded death What is the point in catching breath? Expel itWhat cause is there left, but to die In search of something that we're really not too sure of?What cause is there left, but to die? What cause is there left, but to die? What cause is there left, but to die? I really don't know whyI know our ends may be soon But why do you make them sooner? Time may finally prove Only the living move her and No life lies in the quicksandYes, I know, it's out of control, out of control Greasy machinery slides on the rails Young minds and bodies on steel spokes impaledCogs tearing bones, cogs tearing bones Iron-throated monsters are forcing the screams Mind and machinery box-press our dreams(But there still is time)Cowards are they who run today The fight is beginning No war with knives, fight with our lives Lemmings can teach nothing Death offers no hope, we must grope For the unknown answer Unite our blood, abate the flood Avert the disasterThere's other ways than screaming in the mob That makes us merely cogs of hatred Look to the why and where we are Look to yourselves and the stars, yes, and in the endWhat choice is there left, but to live In the hope of saving our children's children's little ones?What choice is there left, but to live? What choice is there left, but to live? What choice is there left, but to live To save the little ones?What choice is there left, but to try? What choice is there left, but to try? What choice is there left, but to try?