SLAVES ON THE RUN
Con el sonido de esta banda, con el sello del alemán Axel Rudi Pell a la guitarra siempre es lo mismo, garantía de calidad, sonido predecible pero sin sentido negativo, pero desde luego si además hay algo que no se le puede negar al músico es la consistencia en lo que a material editado se refiere, y es que Axel es como un reloj de precisión, sacando material cada año o cada dos, ya sea LP nuevo, un recopilatorio de baladas, uno normal o un disco en vivo. Este 2019 será un disco de este último tipo, (directo) el que pondrá una X en su lista de años con material editado. "30 Anniversary live" verá la luz el próximo junio y recopila canciones de todas las obras de la banda en estos treinta años de historia y 14 LP's de estudio, incluyendo temas del último editado "Knights Call" del pasado 2018, del que dejo hoy una canción en el blog, "Slaves on the run" de la que dejo un enlace a youtube. 100% Axel Rudi Pell, como siempre.
Working all day and all night in the heat and the storm
The sun turned black on the day they were born
The king gave ‘em no reason to carry on
But torture and pain for those who remained strong
Running in circles and almost blind
But not the only one of its kind
Slaves on the run
Even heaven cries
Slaves on the run
Another someone dies
Slaves on the run
Even heaven cries
Slaves on the run
Another someone dies
Someone dies!
The slave drivers’ tools are swords, whips and chains
There’s an easy way out of this dangerous game
They’re crying out for mercy on their way
Too late for them to recognize another day
Running in circles and almost blind
But not the only one of its kind
Slaves on the run
Even heaven cries
Slaves on the run
Another someone dies
Slaves on the run
Even heaven cries
Slaves on the run
Another someone dies
Another someone dies!
Slaves on the run
Even heaven cries
Slaves on the run
Another someone dies
Slaves on the run
Even heaven cries
Slaves on the run
Another someone dies
Another someone, someone dies!
Slaves on the run!
Slaves on the run!
On the run!
The sun turned black on the day they were born
The king gave ‘em no reason to carry on
But torture and pain for those who remained strong
Running in circles and almost blind
But not the only one of its kind
Slaves on the run
Even heaven cries
Slaves on the run
Another someone dies
Slaves on the run
Even heaven cries
Slaves on the run
Another someone dies
Someone dies!
The slave drivers’ tools are swords, whips and chains
There’s an easy way out of this dangerous game
They’re crying out for mercy on their way
Too late for them to recognize another day
Running in circles and almost blind
But not the only one of its kind
Slaves on the run
Even heaven cries
Slaves on the run
Another someone dies
Slaves on the run
Even heaven cries
Slaves on the run
Another someone dies
Another someone dies!
Slaves on the run
Even heaven cries
Slaves on the run
Another someone dies
Slaves on the run
Even heaven cries
Slaves on the run
Another someone dies
Another someone, someone dies!
Slaves on the run!
Slaves on the run!
On the run!
By Nash
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