[00:00.00] 作曲 : Marco Kehren
[00:59.52]Thrown through a window, naked they had to fall
[02:06.00]Easy prey for knives to seize, screaming and applauding
[02:07.29]Tongues tasting the odour, the eyes anaesthetized, witness
[02:08.49]Barely motivating forward, the question to this dismayed answer
[02:13.98]Bones that fathoming immensely, while crushing on the pavement
[02:18.84]Aghast they gazed amongst us, not willing to answer at all
[02:20.07]Chained and adhered by faith, scripted words to be obeyed
[02:24.48]A trail of bloodied feathers left, resolving the knives quest
[02:25.77]Machines spawning heavenly music, silently they stop smiling
[02:29.82]Throw back your steaming laughter, and close that window forever
[02:34.47]We cannot find the answer to this all, clouded our visions are
[02:35.70]The blood mirrors many questions, unable to reveal the answer
[02:37.26]Heavy the weight, carrying the soulless, holes to be emptied
[02:38.34]Stabbing on and on, amusing the heartless, follow the blade
[02:39.51]Stripped naked, winter welcomes them with a warm surface, questioning
[03:54.06]The years have taken the young and the old, knives never asleep
[04:16.89]Stop this madness from taking my sanity, the window is nearby
[04:38.91]I see them coming on the stairway, the knives welcoming their bearing

作曲 : Marco Kehren
Thrown through a window, naked they had to fall
Easy prey for knives to seize, screaming and applauding
Tongues tasting the odour, the eyes anaesthetized, witness
Barely motivating forward, the question to this dismayed answer
Bones that fathoming immensely, while crushing on the pavement
Aghast they gazed amongst us, not willing to answer at all
Chained and adhered by faith, scripted words to be obeyed
A trail of bloodied feathers left, resolving the knives quest
Machines spawning heavenly music, silently they stop smiling
Throw back your steaming laughter, and close that window forever
We cannot find the answer to this all, clouded our visions are
The blood mirrors many questions, unable to reveal the answer
Heavy the weight, carrying the soulless, holes to be emptied
Stabbing on and on, amusing the heartless, follow the blade
Stripped naked, winter welcomes them with a warm surface, questioning
The years have taken the young and the old, knives never asleep
Stop this madness from taking my sanity, the window is nearby
I see them coming on the stairway, the knives welcoming their bearing