paroles de chanson End of the Road - Soom T

I am an old coat hanging on a peg dusty behind the door
A worn n cold old goat dragging my feet along the shore
With no bag to carry shoes to wear, a song within my throat
I have everything I need to get me to the servant's boat

The end of the road – where stands my true keeper
No more a servant a lost out here
A speck of dust upon the street holding a heavy load
Which I've taken off my back to reach the end of the road

End of the road – we are
End of the road

Where all slaves escaping wars by restless butchers hunting riches
Stay steady on our trail as we hide out in muddy ditches
Until we reach the pier to get to safety with the many hitchers
Who are the few chosen to loosen the grasp of these dark fingers

The end of the road – where stands my true keeper
No more a servant a lost out here
A speck of dust upon the street holding a heavy load
Which I've taken off my back to reach the end of the road

End of the road – we are
End of the road

Yo, the coat made its way quickly to the kitchen below deck
Crying with disbelief how did such a filthy wreck

Manage such a feat against the soldiers of hell
Reach the top of the tower to ring the freedom bell
We are slaves no more but sailors with the truest of true keepers
No more languishing in prison cells the grimmest reapers
Freedom is our only goal now we have found the deeper
Meaning to this façade which keeps us from being seekers

The end of the road – where stands my true keeper
No more a servant a lost out here
A speck of dust upon the street holding a heavy load
Which I've taken off my back to reach the end of the road

End of the road – we are
End of the road

You are my true keeper yeah
My true keeper, yeah yeah
My true keeper you've taken me to the aww yeah...