Djordje Balasevic - Ringišpil lyrics

It is the key to all the doors,

it is the crashing on the shores.

it lives in your steering wheel.

it hides in the wind and rain,

with voices as cold as steel

it's calling your name

it is the smile upon his face

it is the winning of the race.

it lives in the red-alert.

it lives in the power game

it's easy to take to heart

but harder to tame

this is the nature of the beast

(this is the nature)

this is the nature of the beast

(this is the nature)

without all this heat

they'll be dancing west to east

this is the nature of the beast

it is the glowing in his eyes

it is the reason for his lies

how many know you're there

how many play your game

he's always the man to dare

you're always to blame

it is the need to understand

it is the trigger in his hand

it lives in the uniform

it grows from the need to gain

with faces so old and torn

it's calling your name

this is the nature of the beast

(this is the nature)

this is the nature of the beast

(this is the nature)

without all this heat

they'll be dancing west to east

this is the nature of the beast.