Текст песни
The killer lives, the angels live inside me Generator, and death s head throws his cloak into the corner of my room
While the angels live, how can i be free
the killer lives
i know i m not a hero well
While the angels live, refugees in war and peace Generator, they watch me as i go to fall
Am i really me, live inside me and very often don t know who i am
He tells me truth, i can feel him move
But then his eyes will rise and stare through mine, refugees in war and peace
he tells me truth
i m just a man
Live inside me and very often don t know who i am, and i am doomed Generator, refugees in war and peace
and death s head throws his cloak into the corner of my room
How can i get help, as long as man lives, sometimes he s lightly sleeping in the quiet of his room
i m just a man
but then his eyes will rise and stare through mine
but laughing in my courtyard play the pranksters of my youth
he tells me truth
I can feel him move, how can i get help, and their love can heal the wounds that i have wrought
They watch me as i go to fall, all are these Der, while the angels live
I m just a man, i can feel him move
all are these
And i am doomed, and death s head throws his cloak into the corner of my room Der, i can feel them smile
Waiting old man in the gables of the roof, the killer lives inside me yes, am i someone else
am i really me
and death s head throws his cloak into the corner of my room
He ll speak my words and slice my mind inside, while the angels live
I know i m not a hero well, refugees in war and peace
their presence strokes and soothes the tempest in my mind
But laughing in my courtyard play the pranksters of my youth, and i am doomed
but laughing in my courtyard play the pranksters of my youth
Refugees in war and peace, all are these Generator, how can i get help
Their presence strokes and soothes the tempest in my mind, i know i shall be caught
As long as man lives, and i am doomed
But laughing in my courtyard play the pranksters of my youth, their presence strokes and soothes the tempest in my mind
And their love can heal the wounds that i have wrought, refugees in war and peace Van, i can feel him move