[00:10.89]Throw of the scent
[00:11.22]To seace the chase of life
[00:12.03]When one with death no light in sight
[00:28.71]I have been told that before the end
[00:30.18]The angels will come, angels will come
[00:30.96]Years has taken the best out of me
[00:34.59]The sharpest edge
[00:40.98]Endless burdensome journey without a rest
[00:47.22]Murder in cold blood instead of a suicide
[02:41.79]This crime is justified
[03:16.53]I have killed myself so many times
[03:17.37]That for me wihtout a doubt
[03:17.88]Heaven is denyed
[03:18.33]I am here, I am waiting, In silence
[03:27.33]With no fear of dying
[04:31.11]No more bleeding inside
[04:31.59]Waiting for the black sun to rise

Throw of the scent
To seace the chase of life
When one with death no light in sight
I have been told that before the end
The angels will come, angels will come
Years has taken the best out of me
The sharpest edge
Endless burdensome journey without a rest
Murder in cold blood instead of a suicide
This crime is justified
I have killed myself so many times
That for me wihtout a doubt
Heaven is denyed
I am here, I am waiting, In silence
With no fear of dying
No more bleeding inside
Waiting for the black sun to rise