Look at us now
They're selling postcards of the hanging
So as another night slips by, let us dance beneath the sky
If anybody ever asks us let's just tell them that we met in jail.
Monasterian Powergrind
I can’t take it anymore
The world was on fire and no one could save me but you
Yesterday don't matter if it's gone
And she wonders where these dreams go
Warm yourself by the fire son and the morning will come soon
Okay, sit back, relax and watch it all burn!
Die Songs sind eh so lang, warum also nicht gleich ein ganzes Konzert? Eben.
