No Miracles Songtext
von Cobra

Burning phoenix emerging timely rivals with blooded fangs
Learning how to fail precisely my own hands are trying to pull me down
Futile the act of pointing fingers when they point at ourselves
Within high walls built with our lies we fight our shadow
Punching reprised we are alone
When our demons are unbound


You′re always down before you rise
It's a long road before your eyes
But the age of miracles is long gone

When nothing seems right it might be the right time
To stand for yourself and find your will
Time to find a way when nothing seems right
It might be the right time to take a long hard look at yourself