I watch you sleep; you have the weirdest of dreams.
You dream of genocide and power machines.
You say Im evil; that I am tempting you so.
You call me antichrist; the truth is I am you.
Oh no, no, no.
Well here we go.
Well here we go.
Again!
You call on Christ to guaranty your victory.
You say the antichrist helps your enemies.
I see your war-crimes in the name of your Christ.
I see it all I guess it´s time you realized.
You are the one that made me live inside your mind.
I am the antichrist the scapegoat for your crimes.
You did create me as excuse for your dreams,
of genocide and of your power machines.
Oh no, no, no.
Well here we go.
Well here we go.
Again!
I watch you sleep; you have the weirdest of dreams.
You dream of genocide and power machines.
You say Im evil; that I am tempting you so.
You call me antichrist; the truth is I am you.
Oh no no no
Oh no, please go
The truth is hurting so oh
The truth is hurting so oh
Ah noooo, please go, go, go ohhh ohh
The truth is hurting so
The truth is hurting so
Fading out
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© Christof Lehmann Dec. 2007 - All rights reserved
THE FURY OF YOUR MAKER collection
and hopefully some more album.
great work, I´d love see and hear it produced and played again.
I would love OZZY to buy this song from you !!!
It´s really fantastic.
I am the antichrist
The Scapegoat for Your crimes !!!
WOOW
I´ll ask him if he wants to buy it
Thank you - really - thats a real compliment Conny.
and Happy New Year