Paroles de Das Ist Zum Erschiessen Schon

I will die tonite for the second time I must die tonite I could taste the wine, but it's too late I'll burn with pride I'll die tonight upon the storm And I will cry over heavens No wound shall ever satisfy my senses No wound ! Never ! And I will cry over heavens No wound shall ever satisfy my senses And in my journey within the night I have made love with the divine In rememberance of an existence Which has much been filled with void and nothingness I'll burn with pride I'll die tonite I'll die tonite upon the storm Feel the flesh of sacred Aeons I have felt all around me the flesh of sacred Aeons In my womb grows the child of thy fornication My hour is almost come when I to sulphurous and tormenting flames Must render up myself Now I can touch your lips And kiss you goodbye For I leave For I leave you alone Eternity ain't enough Frozen heat of hell overcame my body You're not enough for me No woman nor man I shall ever love As I only praise My own sad savour