Blood on broadcast - Our door

Hear footsteps at the door
We've heard them come before
They'll steal our peace of mind
They can't get inside

Some voices at the door
Seems they're declaring war
They still believe in sin
We can't let them in

Poked holes in the door
Their eyes here to explore
Not much to see in here
Can't get what they fear

Hear knuckles knock on the door
What could they be asking for?
They don't know how we've been
Just can't let them in

Hear shouting at our door
This time they've become more
Their shadows gave away
Why won't they go away?

Hear kicks bashing at the door
We'll hide inside the dark
Wondering what they've come for
Each kick left a mark

They've bashed down the door
All we made, their shouts tore
"Drop dead one by one"
What have we done?

Now it's an open room
We now await our doom
"Drop dead one by one"
Soon we'll all be gone

Blood on broadcast - Divine

Never wanted to let you down
Never like to see you frown
He's walked this world all around
Survived, watched a brother go down

Good over sin over good
The man's withstood
Sin over good over sin
The boy's sight is dim

Walked without a name
The boy molded in the flame
To find his way
The price to pay

And in his deepest slumber
His soul has come to wonder
Why I gave him reason
When all is born is treason

Step after step he walked
Each step, a different mark
The boy is so confused
His wounds can not be soothed

Torture or prowess
Lies or honest
Divine is divine
Divine is mine

Blood on broadcast - Dying

Death was my hero
I saw in it my ego
Eyeless children we had only a tongue
We'd seen none, we were so young

I remember staring at the carnage with all its glory
One hero and his story
Men's end of time
The end of the line

Bodies rot and dry in the sun
Where is my tongue? It's gone
Now as the eyeless children know
The true eyes we now grow

I remember staring at the carnage with all its glory
One million men each with his story
So wicked, I can't remember who I am
Stood shocked, can't believe this all is planned

Blood on broadcast - The eagle II

Of an eagle we have been told
That eagle is tainted with gold
He stands high upon a mountain
In the light but blood and shadows surround him
He watches upon a great nation
Frowned for years of antagonization
His children all covered in blood
While kings fell straight to the mud
Those kings loved their dear power
They enjoyed chaos in any hour
Beside their everyday death-shower
For innocence is easy to devour

The light starts to get shallow
The eagle's now in blood and shadows
He frowns now upon the young
If only the sphinx had a tongue
He'd tell us how this land was
And let us watch what greed does
The children of the eagle mustn't break
The children of the eagle must awake

Blood on broadcast - He who gets high

A drug to stay awake
A drug so you won't break
A drug to keep you in company
A drug is the only opening

From my drug I never shake
My drug makes me awake
My drug lets me see
A whole new part of me

He who gets high
Does he fly?
Enough to drop down and die
Does he soar above the sky?

He who gets high
Is he here?
Did he already wave "goodbye"?
Does he have anything to fear?

Blood on broadcast - هذا الظلام

غامض هذا الظلام
بداخله نشعر بالإطمئنان
هل هذا طبع الإنسان؟
أم عشق للعيش في أوهام؟

عميق هذا المصير
هناك من يمشي و من يطير
و حب النفس قد يكون شر كبير
لكن من يحب نفسه ليس بشرير

طويل هذا القتال
نعيش بأوراق و نسميها أموال
و لكن نرى الحياة في الأنهار
نرى يد تحكم ما يصير و ما صار

نرى وجوه تتألم في كل الأنحاء
نضطر تقبل تكاليف الدماء
لكل دواء داء
و الكل يترك وراءه أسماء

Blood on broadcast - Paths

A man who walks through the gold
Shall always walk in the cold
A man who digs through the stone
Shall never find himself alone

A man who walks the path of sun
Will not know how to run
A man who walks towards the moon
Knows an end is very soon

Those who live with no wrong
Shall live a life, very long
Those who've passed a rough path
Shall always look at the past

They who walk through the storm
Find themselves proudly torn
They who've passed through the light
Will always be contained in fright

Blood on broadcast - Children

Man or child
Side by side
We're all called sane

We stand in line
What we define
It's all in vain

If it's your gold
Bought or sold
It'll buy your name

Walk the path
Ride the past
We're all in pain

Child or man
We walk this land
We're all insane

Blood on broadcast - Sunrise

Sunrise in east
You seek the least
Walk the line
Take your time

Cover your eyes
Fear the light
You come as you go
With nothing you know

Sunrise in west
The treasure chest
Break the crowd
No one can bring you down

Open your eyes
See no lies
Neither a friend nor a foe
You come but you never go

Blood on broadcast - Intro

1 - Sunrise
2 - Children
3 - Paths
4 - هذا الظلام
5 - He who gets high
6 - The eagle II
7 - Dying
8 - Divine
9 - Our door
10 - Labyrinth
11 - B.O.B ( Blood on broadcast)

Rest in peace, Moaz Al-Kasasbeh