4/18/2011

Nightwish - The Kinslayer

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For whom the gun tolls
For whom the prey weeps
Bow before a war
Call it religion

Some wounds never heal
Some tears never will
Dry for the unkind
Cry for mankind

Even the dead cry
Their only comfort
Kill your friend, I don't care
Orchid kids, blinded stare

Need to understand
No need to forgive
No truth no sense left to be followed

Facing this unbearable fear like meeting an old friend
Time to die, poor mates, you made me what I am

In this world of a million religions everyone prays the same way
Your praying is in vain. It'll all be over soon

Father help me, save me a place by your side
There is no god Our creed is but for ourselves
Not a hero unless you die Our species eat the wounded ones

Drunk with the blood of your victims
I do feel your pity-wanting pain, lust for fame, a deadly game

Run away with your impeccable kin

Good wombs hath borne bad sons

Cursing, God, why?
Falling for every lie
Survivors' guilt
In us forevermore

15 candles
Redeemers of this world
Dwell in hypocrisy:
"How were we supposed to know"

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