Текст песни Saint Of Rock - Ralf Scheepers

Did you ever think about
Where music comes from?
Play it low or play it loud
It shakes your head around

Make an act and hear the crowd
The saints will hear it
If you ever act too proud
They'll force you back to ground

Saints of rock, gods for the stars
Lords of your heart, the saints of rock
Saints of rock, gods for the stars
Lords of your heart, the saints of rock

They only choose the honest men
For their own kingdom
They will take your heart and then
Heat will fill your mind

Close your eyes explore your mind
One day you'll deserve it
And if you are a chosen one
Your work is now to find

Saints of rock, gods for the stars
Lords of your heart, the saints of rock
Saints of rock, gods for the stars
Lords of your heart, the saints of rock

Find the sound which you enjoy
Soon you start to love it
Don't you turn it into noise
Like some freaks will do it

When you've got your own good style
Maybe they will take you
Do not fear the circumstances
Never start to doubt

Saints of rock, gods for the stars
Lords of your heart, the saints of rock
Saints of rock, gods for the stars
Lords of your heart, the saints of rock