Songtexte On the Edge - Mob Rules

"Still doing fine?
Good, 'cause you're on the edge!"

After the war, when judgement has come
We're ruling the evil of time
Tearing apart what the years have unmarked
Brothers in arms when we die

There's no sign for a rising star
There's no light in the fog
It's creeping death on a poisoned ground
Like burning the map that we've had

Living in a dream, here we come
Living on the edge
Freezing in the shades of the sunrise
We're living on the edge

Sharing the grave and fighting the law
We're paying the dues of our life
Reflecting the past in a mirror we saw
A ghost and the troopers of light

There's no sign for a rising star
There's no light in the fog
It's creeping death on a poisoned ground
Like burning the map that we've had

Living in a dream, here we come
Living on the edge
Freezing in the shades of the sunrise
We're living on the edge

We're creeping on a burning ground
We're living on the edge
Failing all the signs around
We're living on the edge

There's no sign for a rising star
There's no light in the fog
It's creeping death on a poisoned ground
Like burning the map that we've had

Living in a dream, here we come
Living on the edge
Freezing in the shades of the sunrise
We're living on the edge

We're creeping on a burning ground
We're living on the edge
Failing all the signs around
We're living on the edge
Living on the edge
We're living on the edge