歌词
So can you tell me how you feel inside the beat of a child
Or is it more dead then alive, fashioned in a sinful style
I don't care - NO
Not at all - NO
I care of nothing
I don't care - NO
Not at all - NO
I care of nothing
So can you persuade me
I will for the dying...
No star for the blackened youth
The empyrean x-ray
Yeah, distorted on hell's use
The empyrean x-ray
Modern death
Modern death!
Modern death
Modern death!
Modern death
Modern death!
Modern death
Modern death!
No mirror for the blinded youth
Or that fucked up truth
No hearts for the willing to live
From more than this world can give
I don't care - NO
Not at all - NO
I care of nothing
I don't care - NO
Not at all - NO
I care of nothing
So can you persuade me
A will for the dying
No star for the blackened youth
The empyrean x-ray
Yeah, distorted on hell's use
The empyrean x-ray
No star for the blackened youth
The empyrean x-ray
Yeah, distorted on hell's use
The empyrean x-ray
Modern death
Modern death!
Modern death
Modern death!
Modern death
Modern death!
Modern death
Modern death!
A design for the broken
A fistful of darkness for life
Burnt out sick and frozen
Can you feel the hatred
No star for the blackened youth
The empyrean x-ray
Yeah, distorted on hell's use
The empyrean x-ray
No star for the blackened youth
The empyrean x-ray
Yeah, distorted on hell's use
The empyrean x-ray
(Modern death) No a star
(Modern death!) For the blackened youth (Modern death)
(Modern death!)
Yeah!
(Modern death) Distorted on hell's use (Modern death!)
Oh! (Modern death)
Oh! (Modern death!)
