Fears fall at night to ruin my day,
Tomorrow stronger but anyway,
Creepy and scary monsters go away,
When I remember the good old days.
Washed ashore,
You’re not fool enough to ignore,
Anything we go for,
We’re too young to get bored.
I’ve seen our future in a dream,
Guided through the ancients gates,
I have no proof for anything,
But God will leave us to our fate !
We are sinking deeper everyday,
Burning fairies on the way,
Ashes coming back with no delay…
I take a pill to fade away.
They are cutting down the tree of life,
Blaming Easterns on the way,
Forever these boundaries will not stay,
They’ll meet the people they betray.
I’ve seen our future in a dream,
Guided through the ancients gates,
I have no proof for anything,
But God will leave us to our fate !
Washed ashore,
Washed ashore.
Tomorrow stronger but anyway,
Creepy and scary monsters go away,
When I remember the good old days.
Washed ashore,
You’re not fool enough to ignore,
Anything we go for,
We’re too young to get bored.
I’ve seen our future in a dream,
Guided through the ancients gates,
I have no proof for anything,
But God will leave us to our fate !
We are sinking deeper everyday,
Burning fairies on the way,
Ashes coming back with no delay…
I take a pill to fade away.
They are cutting down the tree of life,
Blaming Easterns on the way,
Forever these boundaries will not stay,
They’ll meet the people they betray.
I’ve seen our future in a dream,
Guided through the ancients gates,
I have no proof for anything,
But God will leave us to our fate !
Washed ashore,
Washed ashore.
Contributed by Dq82 - 2018/5/28 - 23:07
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Sankara is named after the african politician Thomas Sankara. Through metaphoric figures, the song deals with the imperialist capitalist system and it’s consequences that lead to the destruction of Earth.