This old man with a missing left leg All he owns are the medals on his chest A wave to the door man and a nod to me A pint of ale is his only request [
Forgotten faces. Lost in yesterdays realm. Drained with confusion. Where did it all go? Look into the past, look into their faces. Never, the thought
you get it now Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah Gotta get away Forgotten Yeah yeah yeah Forgotten Yeah yeah yeah Forgotten Yeah yeah yeah Forgotten
all these funny familiar forgotten feelings walkin' all over my mind. I must go on, be strong, tho' a million teardrops may fall, Before these funny familiar forgotten
my friends All my dreams are forgotten When you leave me On the shelf I can think of nothing better Than to sit here by myself Least remembered Soon forgotten
through the veils of wasted time To the graveyard Show me the way to the fields of pain Coming to terms with the past and what remains You're not forgotten
[Lyrics: Priester / Music: Mello, Priester, Martinez, Laguna] Forever snow falls deeply around That angry child is far away in the crowd That old man
Nothing will be burried in oblivion You saw no anguish in our eyes Nothing will be burried in oblivion You shall remember our names We may be buried in forgotten
Be this sunset soon forgotten Your brothers left here shaved and crazy We?ve learned to hide our bottles in the well And what's worth keeping, sun
Be this sunset soon forgotten Your brothers left here shaved and crazy We?ve learned to hide our bottles in the well And what's worth keeping, sun still
like what you see? I want no more of you, watch me walk away This is the last time you are the forgotten You let your dreams die you are forgotten
, Standing on air That is my name. That is my name. Ideath Light the bridges with the lantern, you know somethings going to happen (x4) Tigers: in-boil :forgotten
, standing on air That is my name, that is my name IDEATH Light the bridges with the lantern You know something's going to happen TIGERS: IN-BOIL FORGOTTEN
From the top to the bottom Bottom to top I stop At the core I?ve forgotten In the middle of my thoughts Taken far from my safety The picture is there
? Lonely in this commune, Given away, Giving them names. I hope you were with me. The world is far too busy now. The nation has forgotten me. Several
