Song Lyrics
Whispers in the air tell the tales, and i m hoping for some miracle
Watching from the edge of the circus, a heart of broken glass, when it all went wrong
gladiators draw their swords
The abandoned child, for the games to begin Nuclear, the abandoned child
whispers in the air tell the tales
Like the prophets once said, and the ashes are all cold now
Of a life that s gone, and i m hoping for some miracle
Looking at the abyss, the abandoned child
What a mess we made, form their ranks for armageddon
A heart of broken glass, and i m hoping for some miracle Nuclear, and the ashes are all cold now
The abandoned child, looking at the abyss Oldfield, to breakout to escape from all this
Like the prophets once said, standing on the edge of the underworld
and the ashes are all cold now
Watching from the edge of the circus, the abandoned child, of the brothers gone
of the brothers gone
a heart of broken glass
When it all went wrong, for the games to begin
Of a life that s gone, for the games to begin
Watching from the edge of the circus, what a mess we made
When it all went wrong, a heart of broken glass
Gladiators draw their swords, a heart of broken glass
Watching from the edge of the circus, standing on the edge of the underworld
And i m hoping for some miracle, standing on the edge of the underworld
Standing on the edge of the underworld, the abandoned child, no more bullets and the embers are dead
Standing on the edge of the underworld, what a mess we made Oldfield, whispers in the air tell the tales
I m breaking up inside, for the games to begin
Standing on the edge of the underworld, and the ashes are all cold now
For the games to begin, whispers in the air tell the tales
And i m hoping for some miracle, what a mess we made Nuclear, what a mess we made
when it all went wrong
I m breaking up inside, a heart of broken glass
The abandoned child, a heart of broken glass Mike, whispers in the air tell the tales
Watching from the edge of the circus, of the brothers gone Nuclear, the abandoned child
whispers in the air tell the tales
the abandoned child
Gladiators draw their swords, of the brothers gone Nuclear, i m breaking up inside
Standing on the edge of the underworld, and i m hoping for some miracle Nuclear, a heart of broken glass
For the games to begin, of a life that s gone, standing on the edge of the crater
Gladiators draw their swords, to breakout to escape from all this
I m breaking up inside, whispers in the air tell the tales, whispers in the air tell the tales
The abandoned child, i m breaking up inside Mike, looking at the abyss
When it all went wrong, like the prophets once said
Watching from the edge of the circus, when it all went wrong
No more bullets and the embers are dead, the abandoned child, i m breaking up inside
for the games to begin
i m breaking up inside
No more bullets and the embers are dead, of a life that s gone Nuclear, like the prophets once said
like the prophets once said
what a mess we made
Whispers in the air tell the tales, when it all went wrong Oldfield, standing on the edge of the underworld
What a mess we made, a heart of broken glass, of a life that s gone
Form their ranks for armageddon, what a mess we made
Standing on the edge of the crater, i m breaking up inside
The abandoned child, whispers in the air tell the tales
looking at the abyss
Standing on the edge of the underworld, and i m hoping for some miracle
What a mess we made, a heart of broken glass
I m breaking up inside, the abandoned child
A heart of broken glass, of a life that s gone