Paroles de Devils Child

My plan is exceptional My plan raises heads above the wall My plan attacks the fuckin' Daily routine With a red arrow of hate My plan is for bad Children For Whom life's got no meaning My plan is to destroy a still frame Of rubbish daily fate You must call upon the devil's name Call like faust Swallow tears when dancin' Sick hunger brings terrible thirst At dawn - a wild dog in a muzzle At night like an angry woolf My plan's without fools Runnin' the show here around My plan is to destroy a still frame Of rubbish daily fate You must call upon the devil's child Infernal frenzy, gettin' mad Run, run Close to fieryshots Faster, faster My plan is for bad children For whom life's got no aim My plan is to rage wild angels And for a moment tobe myself You must call upon the devil's child Infernal frenzy - gettin' mad Run, run Close to fiery shots. Faster, faster To avoid the isty catch Faster, faster To avoid a dreary day Faster, faster.