glimpse of a falling star Illuminating the depths of our world And burning away the pestilence of mankind. Oh my god, send your rain! There will be no more death
glimpse of a falling star illuminating the depths of our world and burning away the pestilence of mankind. oh my god! send your rain! there will be no more death
has been Fell off the bike more than twice But it's time to ride again This time I learned from my past falls Old wounds may re-open soon Burn 'em in
the doors of the jail cells Open up to greet you like the reaper This is the new sound Just like the old sound Just like the noose wound Over the new
wings on fire, crucified Terrorizing man, burn the world Reflecting eyes, sickle swings, wave of blood Suicidial mind from the start Endless pain, open wounds
lost in this foreplay age Happiness in problems Living life in an empty bottle A backyard open to the world of failure Defiance of the age of wounds
follow The armies of the dead march unforgiving Red web is the haven for the living Open your eyes to a world that belies all the faces of death and
the days caught fire The constant noise of the burning world Growing ever louder and louder I held the moment the wordless sequence Saw the death of
to attend intensified my parents' resentment for me even more. But from that moment on, nothing seemed to matter, especially that living hell called 'home'. For one year after his death
Then I act this way the beast unleashed Rabbis, monks and priests always pray for peace But it's deceased now only lives the true realance Open up the mental deaths
your breasts they burn my hands Live in you - so be it Last affront for this world of no belief The Sunlight through the window open Has drawn your face
that the doors of the jail cells Open up to greet you like the reaper This is the new sound Just like the old sound Just like the noose wound Over the
An open wound since World War I, Feeding the hatred of a tyranny to come. Empowered and selected in 1933, The Wolf hunger rises in Germany. Across