The world within reach of fist by Eve Grard Lyrics
A breeze rises, the sky becomes threatening
The clouds are gathering pace decadent wind
The lightnings zebras contours of a bloodthirsty public
A roar rises, the end of the first round gong
It is back in a loud crash with a type text, boxing match
That moment where you a knock dodges, at that time or you takes a
Difficult to see when you're champion into the ropes
To have a clear head after quick uppercut
Getting up when you feel close to the KO
You put your accumulated rage, in each of your shots
Which have led you on this ring is your adversary the world
And this is your only chance to settle your accounts with him
For if he did not kill you with the relentlessness years
Is that you have made stronger, beware of low blows
Against, dodge, direct short, long, back care, breathes
Imitate the rhythm of your opponent for a psychological battle
Fixed between the eyes, do not let your gaze unblinkingly, lets come, you ready
It comes in range punches, now applies the magic combination
Two uppercuts to guide his guard, the body jab, right cross to the head
Then left hook to the body, duotone shot, semi right hook to the body
Overcut, suddenly plunging down to put lower than dirt
The ghosts of which have led you there dance before your eyes during the final countdown
This world that has not responded to your call when you needed help, did not care about you
You lose everything looked, debating you, drown before his eyes, and there you passes looser to winner
The public remains silent at the news of your victory, and then let his joy explode in a word "RESPECT"
You replace their rage by hope, and their thirst for blood by a thirst for victory !!!
Eve Gérard
The clouds are gathering pace decadent wind
The lightnings zebras contours of a bloodthirsty public
A roar rises, the end of the first round gong
It is back in a loud crash with a type text, boxing match
That moment where you a knock dodges, at that time or you takes a
Difficult to see when you're champion into the ropes
To have a clear head after quick uppercut
Getting up when you feel close to the KO
You put your accumulated rage, in each of your shots
Which have led you on this ring is your adversary the world
And this is your only chance to settle your accounts with him
For if he did not kill you with the relentlessness years
Is that you have made stronger, beware of low blows
Against, dodge, direct short, long, back care, breathes
Imitate the rhythm of your opponent for a psychological battle
Fixed between the eyes, do not let your gaze unblinkingly, lets come, you ready
It comes in range punches, now applies the magic combination
Two uppercuts to guide his guard, the body jab, right cross to the head
Then left hook to the body, duotone shot, semi right hook to the body
Overcut, suddenly plunging down to put lower than dirt
The ghosts of which have led you there dance before your eyes during the final countdown
This world that has not responded to your call when you needed help, did not care about you
You lose everything looked, debating you, drown before his eyes, and there you passes looser to winner
The public remains silent at the news of your victory, and then let his joy explode in a word "RESPECT"
You replace their rage by hope, and their thirst for blood by a thirst for victory !!!
Eve Gérard