Lyrics Last Zero's Flight - DY-66

Grimly, bolder, sharper, louder
Find me older, young now I am
Idle, warmer, dull and wilder
Blimey! Honor, get inside them
Grimly, bolder, sharper, louder
Find me older, young now I am
Idle, warmer, dull and wilder
Blimey! Honor, get inside them

Get up, it's my fall
Chose peaks, I'll take a hole
No matter what they told, what kind of a man they see
Get down, it's my wall
I'll handle it, lower a rope
It's better or par for, the life course you are forced to steer

If they gave up scrambling upwards
It's the right time to get rid of a ladder
They cannot find relevant words, mention Somerset's "Bondage"
The most popular good is gonna be cheddar
Keeping the past they've forgotten all sorts of goodbye
Bring them to desk compelling to write farewell letters
If someone is snapping, moaning on torts put a rope around his neck
Complaining is the one lack that matters
One of them sparkling - wait for great fire
We've built a rock inn, fenced with barbed wire
Being this ark in, we are here to admire
The gold town around us is melted by fire!

Grimly, bolder, sharper, louder
Find me older, young now I am
Idle, warmer, dull and wilder
Blimey! Honor, get inside them
Grimly, bolder, sharper, louder
Find me older, young now I am
Idle, warmer, dull and wilder
Blimey! Honor, get inside them

Get up, it's my fall
Chose peaks, I'll take a hole
No matter what they told, what kind of a man they see
Get down, it's my wall
I'll handle it, lower a rope
It's better or par for, the life course you are forced to steer

Something is wrong, something is wrong
Can't see anyone only soot is around
Something is wrong, something is wrong
And harrowing groans vibrate out loud
Something is wrong, something is wrong
Is this the outcome I gotta be proud of?
Something is wrong, something is wrong
I am the last human among the terracotta crowd!

Get up, it's my wall
Chose peaks, lower a rope
No matter or par for, what kind of a man they steer

Get up, it's my fall
Chose peaks, I'll take a hole
No matter what they told, what kind of a man they see
Get down, it's my wall
I'll handle it, lower a rope
It's better or par for, the life course you are forced to steer