Luyện nghe bài hát Impact 1: Fate Speaks

Bret Douglas - Lead
Trent Gardner -

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

When every loss has 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 it's not
It's going - It's going down
Nobody - I can't believe it.

(Petrucci solo)

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

When every breath has drawn
When every sickness has shared
When soul has quit religion
When every has run scared

all the actors take a last bow
When all the big deals have down
When every crucified us
When every mother screams out

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

(Murphy-Guillory solos)
(Petrucci solo)

Found at the wheel
Believing in that are not real
Our reasons more of the
Pointless encounters - cliches

Things escape me and again
Running in while anarchy wins
Not me - I'm not going
to sell out or lay down
Fate
speaks loudly
Fate
speaks
Fate loudly
speaks loudly...

(Petrucci solo)

Face my in despair
Pacing the floor - the enemy's
I'm just so and tired of it all
but commerce
Makes my skin

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

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

(Sherinian solo)
(Petrucci solo)

Why do we it?
out of control
We're worse now
And selling our souls
just too dark
It's just too
Don't for granted
chance we have to feel

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

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