Andreas Kisser
A Million Judas Iscariotes
Brutal truth, the final move There is no room, love is doomed March within pain and fear What do you need look what is near Overweight, overpaid, overload, overdose. The air is ill, turn off all lights You have no skills, to prove you are right The fate is sealed, for he who flies The tale is done, for he who lies Open your eyes and mind open your eyes nowConstitution, violation, revolution, obligation.
From Letras Mania