Luyện nghe bài hát Impact 1: Fate Speaks

Bret Douglas - Lead
Trent - Harmonies

every word has been written
When every line has been
When person cries for justice
And every partner drops

When every has been suffered
When war has been fought
When every son been laid to
When every lesson has taught

There comes a time when you
It's all over - or later
All of us together - stop pretending not
It's going - It's going down
listens - I can't believe it.

(Petrucci solo)

There comes a time when you
It's all over - or later
All of us - stop pretending it's not
going down - it's going down
Nobody listens - I believe it.

When every has been drawn
When every sickness has been
When every has quit religion
When priest has run scared

all the actors take a last bow
When all the big deals gone down
When every cynic's us
When every mother out loud

There comes a when you realize
It's all over - sooner or
All of us together - pretending it's not
going down - it's going down
Nobody listens - I believe it.

(Murphy-Guillory solos)
(Petrucci solo)

Found at the wheel
in things that are not real
Our reasons of the same
Pointless - endless cliches

Things me time and again
Running in circles while anarchy
Not me - I'm not down
Refuse to out or lay down
Fate
Fate loudly
Fate
speaks
Fate loudly
Fate loudly...

(Petrucci solo)

Face my sentence in
the floor - the enemy's there
I'm just so and tired of it all
Nothing but
my skin crawl

Fate
Fate speaks
Fate
Fate
speaks loudly
Fate
speaks
Fate loudly
speaks

You I've lost it
For what I said
You've got the
And it's all in head
It's just too
just too real
Don't for granted
This chance we have to
Why do we it?
We're out of
We're worse now
And selling our souls
It's too dark
It's just too
Don't take for
This we have to feel

(Sherinian solo)
(Petrucci solo)

Why do we it?
We're out of
We're getting now
And we're selling our
It's too dark
It's just too
Don't take for
This we have to feel

You think I've it
For what I have
You've got the
And all in your head
It's too dark
It's too real
take for granted
This we have to feel...

(Gardner solo)
(Petrucci solo)
(Gardner to outro)