Nachtzehrer - Gothminister
Here comes the last caress
From deep beyond the grave
Burn slowly time to rest
Slave to this manifest
Need the one to save your soul
Impossible to hide it
Need the one to rise again
So the future can return
Why are you afraid to do this?
I don know it kind of scary
Why do you fear to open your mind?
No don let me step inside
We are leaving this world
You don know what youe doing this time
Through shades of shadows
The fear shall not return
And the children shall never burn
We were destined to survive
We are sick of being depraved our fantasy
Bow to the new army of salvation
When your weary days are gone
Hail to the wicked sons
Need the one to save your soul
Impossible to hide it
Need the one to rise again
So the future can return
The fear of being crucified
On your own blackened cross
The fear of seven inch nails
Battered through your defenceless body
The fear of waking up from the dead
And smell the scars
Of two thousand years failures
Need the one to save your soul
Impossible to hide it
Need the one to rise again
So the future can return
Need the one to save your soul
Impossible to hide it
Need the one to rise again
So the future can return