This must be the complete
Parody of everything
These must be the seconds before
The end of the world
I open my wounds to make sure
They never will be denied
And maybe death
Is the flower of life
If so let it bloom
But not too soon
Suddenly I had everthing
In my hands
I found myself flying
Like only angels can
But someone clipped my wings
And I fell
And I'm falling
And I'll continue to fall
Please let it bloom
Before I hit the ground
I turn my face to the sky
And let the rain run the tears away
From my eyes
And in that moment I
Feel almost happy
One day forever I'll close my eyes
No more casualties of life
But now I am years
Away from home
Trembling I'm falling
And crying all alone
I carry my cross on sore and
Aching shoulders
With thirty silver coins in my bag
Estrange - Casualties Of Life Lyrics
Estrange - Casualties Of Life Lyrics
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This must be the complete
Parody of everything
These must be the seconds before
The end of the world
I open my wounds to make sure
They never will be denied
And maybe death
Is the flower of life
If so let it bloom
But not too soon
Suddenly I had everthing
In my hands
I found myself flying
Like only angels can
But someone clipped my wings
And I fell
And I'm falling
And I'll continue to fall
Please let it bloom
Before I hit the ground
I turn my face to the sky
And let the rain run the tears away
From my eyes
And in that moment I
Feel almost happy
One day forever I'll close my eyes
No more casualties of life
But now I am years
Away from home
Trembling I'm falling
And crying all alone
I carry my cross on sore and
Aching shoulders
With thirty silver coins in my bag
Parody of everything
These must be the seconds before
The end of the world
I open my wounds to make sure
They never will be denied
And maybe death
Is the flower of life
If so let it bloom
But not too soon
Suddenly I had everthing
In my hands
I found myself flying
Like only angels can
But someone clipped my wings
And I fell
And I'm falling
And I'll continue to fall
Please let it bloom
Before I hit the ground
I turn my face to the sky
And let the rain run the tears away
From my eyes
And in that moment I
Feel almost happy
One day forever I'll close my eyes
No more casualties of life
But now I am years
Away from home
Trembling I'm falling
And crying all alone
I carry my cross on sore and
Aching shoulders
With thirty silver coins in my bag