Les paroles de la chanson
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Elena Siegman
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!
