Motorhead. In Another Time. Zeneszám

So, here we are in the years
All the past is a dream
Can't believe that I'm here
Now, seems so hard to recall
Did it happen that way? Did it happen at all?

Here we are, win or lose, good and bad, fast and lose
Here we are, black and gold, in another time

Dust on a mirror turned black
The refection is flawed, all the mirrors are cracked
Strange how the glass seems to sing
But the words are like death, they could be anything

Here we are, win or draw, badly used, badly scored
Gonna [Incomprehensible], gone before, in another time

Look through the eyes of the mask
Tell me what do you see? Can you make out the facts?
Cold in the arms of the dead
I still hear them talk, telling jokes in my head

Here we are before the dawn, cold and black, death and scorn
Here they are, lust and grief, to oversee the crime

In the days before the plague, never spoke, eyes like blades
Here