115
par Elena Siegman
lyricscopy.com
No one can see me and I´ve lost all feeling and I know I won´t die alone.
I´ll stop you from breathing and all your deceiving
And this house is not my home!
NO!
More forgiveness.
NO!
And the reason is I know I won´t die alone.
I have returned!
And everyone dies,
And everyone lies.
They´re waiting for the second coming again.
Everyone tries to hold onto their life,
When no one´s alive.
Bring me 115!
You stand for nothing and overlooked something I´ll bring you down all on my own.
I´m the end I can taste it I´ll justify hatred
I am the chosen one left hand of all that´s sacred!
NO!
More forgiveness.
NO!
I´ll bring you death and pestilence I´ll bring you down on my own.
I have returned!
And everything dies,
Look to the skies,
To see the end of all creation again.
See with your eyes my army of flies,
When no one´s alive.
Bring me 115!
I´ve lost all form and unity where has my life gone,
I´ll bring you doom that you can see and bring you down to see you bleed.
And everyone dies,
And everyone lies.
They´re waiting for the second coming again,
Everyone tries to hold onto their lives,
When no one´s alive.
Bring me 115!
And everything dies
Look to the skies to see the end of all creation again.
See with your eyes my army of flies,
When no one´s alive
Bring me 115!
And nobody cries when everyone dies and no one´s alive.
Bring me 115!
I´ll stop you from breathing and all your deceiving
And this house is not my home!
NO!
More forgiveness.
NO!
And the reason is I know I won´t die alone.
I have returned!
And everyone dies,
And everyone lies.
They´re waiting for the second coming again.
Everyone tries to hold onto their life,
When no one´s alive.
Bring me 115!
You stand for nothing and overlooked something I´ll bring you down all on my own.
I´m the end I can taste it I´ll justify hatred
I am the chosen one left hand of all that´s sacred!
NO!
More forgiveness.
NO!
I´ll bring you death and pestilence I´ll bring you down on my own.
I have returned!
And everything dies,
Look to the skies,
To see the end of all creation again.
See with your eyes my army of flies,
When no one´s alive.
Bring me 115!
I´ve lost all form and unity where has my life gone,
I´ll bring you doom that you can see and bring you down to see you bleed.
And everyone dies,
And everyone lies.
They´re waiting for the second coming again,
Everyone tries to hold onto their lives,
When no one´s alive.
Bring me 115!
And everything dies
Look to the skies to see the end of all creation again.
See with your eyes my army of flies,
When no one´s alive
Bring me 115!
And nobody cries when everyone dies and no one´s alive.
Bring me 115!