Troublesometimes — текст песни (Skyclad)

High above the sleeping city streets where we`ve all grown,
A silent evil slithers through the dawn.
Bilssful in our ignorance - God how could we have known,
Today would be the day we learn to mourn?
The shades of old dictators rise,
Impassive eyes - cold hearted,
Watch their `wunderkinder` try to finish what they started.
The morning sky had barely yielded to the suns`s caress,
When from the hilss came `Yellow Wasps` in swarm.
Zvornik wakes - discovers what a devil of a mess,
A fragile peace can look when it`s been torn.
Now we stand like broken statues `midst the wreckage of our homes,
Try to recognize our children by the rags upon their bones.
Out of the `Cold War` - into the ceasefire flame!
Chorus:
Opened wounds - unsettled scores,
An ancient hate - new icons.
The front line starts at our back doors
`Cause bygones won`t be bygones.
Cleanse the bloodline - start the cull,
Nazi roulette - six chambers full
Fail to read the warning signs,
Find yourself in troublesometimes.
While common sense hat turned it`s back
a shadow crossed our nation.
Can mourning mothers veiled in black sing songs of liberation?
Out of the `Cold War` - into the ceasefire flame!
Chorus:
Opened wounds - unsettled scores,
An ancient hate - new icons.
The front line starts at our back doors
`Cause bygones won`t be bygones.
Through a mask of tears and cinder -
watch your cornfields burn like tinder.
Fail to read the warning signs,
Find yourself in troublesometimes.