Woorden: Guster. Goldfly. Getting Even.

She leans closer to me
I give a warning of higher calling
Must go over with me
We?re not happy in this place we are
Get up
The countdown will begin
Get up
Towards devotion
Get up
Leave everything with them
Get up
Cause you won?t need anything
We?ll be shielded up above
And the screams will not reach us
Fear will be undone
On the path of chosen ones
Getting even
They haven?t heard a word we?ve said
They make mistakes
They doubt his calling
To taste revenge will be so sweet
When we have left them this place
And as we leave our sacrifice
One final step outside
No longer feel these things around
Soon we?ll be happy in the place we are
Get up
The countdown will begin
Get up
Towards devotion
Get up
Leave everything with them
Get up
Cause you won?t need anything
We?ll be shielded up above
And the screams will not reach us
Fear will be undone
On the path of chosen ones
Getting even