1950 Songtext
von Attack in Black

Cold, cold 1950
A year from now I′ll be away
A year from now you'll hear from me
Chin on the water in the darkest time

I′ll cut through country, country bound
With foot in mouth before the town
With looks of shadow and of cloud
And looking back be damned


Just underneath the line of visible
Before I'm found and cast to hell
When minutes turn to months and kill
My hopes of coming home

I'll have a life somewhere, I know
I′ll have a life somewhere, I know

Look down this hole
Will I stay?
Will they capture?
Look down this hole
Will I stay?
Will they capture?
Look down this hole
Will I stay?
Will they capture?