Paroles: Noise Ratchet. Why We Cry. Glove (Fist) Full Of Plagues.

Stars are bright - All is right
All is gone - All is wrong

Overcome with this glove
Gonna change our lives
Well useful thoughts they come up now
For them we have to strive

All and all - All is all
His love, His love - It's from above

Overcome with this glove
Gonna change our lives
Well useful thoughts they come up now
For them we have to strive

Overcome with this glove
Gonna change our lives
Well useful thoughts the come up now
For them we have to strive