Songtext von Chasing The Rapture

Putrid words From sharpened tongues Are spewing them from our mouths Without a translation We're just making sounds The pride of a lion Is your disguise But the fear of a coward's In your eyes Your chasing the rapture Praying for a Perfect disaster To save us from ourselves We need more then miracles We need to answer For the blood on our hands now And save us from ourselves Out sight and Out of mind Make everything alright So let the sky and sea collide Just not in our lifetime The end is running Late tonight The kingdom comes crashing Down into ashes Careful what you're asking for Your chasing the rapture Praying for a Perfect disaster To save us from ourselves We need more then miracles We need to answer For the blood on our hands now And save us from ourselves We're comfortable killers We're comfortable killers We're comfortable killers We're comfortable killers We're comfortable killers We're comfortable killers We're comfortable killers Chasing the rapture Praying for a Perfect disaster To save us from ourselves Your chasing the rapture Praying for a Perfect disaster To save us from ourselves We need more then miracles We need to answer For the blood on our hands now And save us from ourselves We're comfortable killers We're comfortable killers We're comfortable killers We're comfortable killers