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Текст: Satanic Surfers. Hero of Our Time.

He used to be kind of a happy guy
Then one day he said goodbye
To the person he used to be
And grew wings to set himself free
He flew away from all of us
Away from what he once was
A charade of phony smiles
He's now a case in the x-files

And the chain around his neck is a reminder, a symbol of liberty
How free he once was in our society
He spends the day leaving his white mark on the statues of great men
Cause he remembers how he used to hate them
He flies by outside my window
There are not many of his kind
He flies by outside my window
He's the hero of our time


He had a dream about this world

And the chain around his neck is a reminder, a symbol of liberty
How free he once was in our society
He spends the day leaving his white mark on the statues of great men
Cause he remembers how he used to hate them
He flies by outside my window
There are not many of his kind
He flies by outside my window
He's the hero of our time