Mob Rules

Mob Rules - The Glance Of Fame lyrics

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strong wind's going down the western shore

A high tide's floating

Get's around the world

He could see the rivers flowing

He could hear the feathered cry

And all his thoughts were still ongoing

It's worth to have a try

Lived his dreams about the stratosphere – cold and clear

This kind of magic

Still earthbound in heaven

The world gets insane

His name is constantly shining

In the glance on his fame

Thirteen days and few hours

He could manage it, dreams came true

Launched his flight, could never fall

A last view to home town

Mighty clouds with rain and blizzard

No more green fields on the ground

Recognized the mighty wizard

He never gives a second round

Lived his dreams about the stratosphere – cold and clear

This kind of magic

Still earthbound in heaven

The world gets insane

His name is constantly shining

In the glance on his fame

Still earthbound

A sky session

It's the world in his flame

This light is constantly shining

The glance of his name

Lived his dreams about the stratosphere – cold and clear

Failed the reach the empty space beyond the earth

The world of magic

Still earthbound in heaven

The world gets insane

His name is constantly shining

In the glance on his fame

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