to god Alles raus!!! Dancing in the slaughter house Wet hands, noise in head Why my dreams are fuckin' mad My crime is sentence I wait for your deadly dance
gli incubi piu neri e i diavoli che ballano al ritmo della danza infernale. al ritmo della danza infernale. al ritmo della danza infernale
in time Your prayers won't help you know Your god is dead, I take your soul Through the fires we dance along Our cursed hears bleed, joined as one This
Vertaling: Modena City Ramblers. Infernal Dance.
God! Alles Raus! Dancing in the slaughter-house Wet hands, noise in head Why my dreams are f...in' mad My crime is sentence I wait for your deadly dance
guarda gli incubi piu neri e i diavoli che ballano al ritmo della danza infernale. al ritmo della danza infernale. al ritmo della danza infernale
Between You & Me, And how cautious we have become Leaving you hooked & off the floor, To think the better you might have known... with age, With every
frozen in time Your prayers won't help you know Your god is dead, I take your soul Through the fires we dance along Our cursed hears bleed, joined as
In the city, the day is too hot And you're hoping for relief 'Cuz your head is filled with pain But you get no relief, 'cuz the night is the same In
I'm looking through a hole in the sky I'm seeing nowhere through the eyes of a lie I'm getting closer to the end of the line I'm living easy where the
He was a hard-headed man, he was brutally handsome And she was terminally pretty She held him up and he held her for ransom In the heart of the cold,
Somewhere out there on that horizon Out beyond the neon lights I know there must be somethin' better But there's nowhere else in sight It's survival in
[Music & Lyrics: Peavy Wagner] What we feel, it might be so unreal And what we know, it's under construction We have learned, the truth, it can be turned
Save me one time, wont you Take this blackened heart and make it whole I dont fear for what I am Is the fall of man Life breeds death and disease Empathy
A dead mother's eyes Transfixed in endless sorrow Hard times to bury a son Some say we will live on Hope fills the depths of their hearts Of blind faith
Open my scars Open my eyes The sick Deserted The hollow Fall further I burn these tracks that I've laid Dried out for days I stare into the sun I'm
They can't hear me! 25 years of my life In my own prison Built in my head 25 years of my life In my own prison Built in my head I've given all of me