Vista previa
He´s walking like a small child
But watch his eyes burn you away
Black holes in his golden stare
God knows he wants to go home
Children of The Damned
He´s walking like a dead man
If he had lived he would crucified us all
Now he´s standing on his last step
He thought oblivion well it beckons us all
Children of The Damned [x3]
Now it´s burning his hands he´s turning to laugh
Smiles as the flame sears his flesh
Melting his face screaming in pain
Peeling the skin from his eyes
Watch him die according to plan
He´s dust on ground what did we learn
You´re Children of The Damned
Your back´s against the wall
You turn into the light
You´re burning in the night
You´re Children of The Damned
Like candles watch them burn
Burning in the light
You´ll burn again tonight
Children of The Damned