Alba s touto skladbou:
Last Parade,
Just the sound of what’s become
Of the man who’s on the run
Where’s the time, what’s the rush
Keep yourself, save your breath
Shut your mouth or just play dead
This pride is yours and yours alone
You’re way too late for my devastation
You’re all to blame for my desperation
Curse the one who loves himself
The only one who ever cared
We demonize the real unkown
Ask myself should I believe
Or stay caught up in your deceit
The choice to make is ours no more
No more no more no more no more
You’re way too late for my devastation
You’re all to blame for my desperation
The sick, the coarse, the frail, the weak
The ones who kill you while you sleep
Stricken down, the ones you found
The hand that lifts you straight for men
(They’re all the same to me)
(They’re all the same to me)
They’re all the same
We’re all the same
We’re all the same
You’re way too late for my devastation
You’re all to blame for my desperation
You’re way too late for my devastation
You’re all right here for my last parade
