I look back at all the rising flames And all the matches, they are burned I look back at all the rising flames And all the matches, they are burned We who are all about to die We who are all about to
... bridge I am watching the clouds I'm calling the rags of men That burnt, now must.. lay
We who are all about to die Fear the day we face the sky We who are all about to die Don't want to face another light
Need to be alive
Empty smiles on their faces These thorough palms and only races
Empty smiles on their faces These thorough palms and only races
We who are all about to die Fear the day we face the sky We who are all about to die Don't want to face another light
We who are all about to die Fear the day we face the sky We who are all about to die Don't want to face another light
We who are all about to die Fear the day we face the sky We who are all about to die Don't want to face another light
We who are all about to die Fear the day we face the sky We who are all about to die Don't want to face another light