CHILDREN OF THE DAMNED
HE`S WALKING
LIKE A SMALL CHILD
BUT WATCH HIS
EYES BURN YOU AWAY
BLACK HOLES
IN HIS GOLDEN STARE
GOD KNOWS HE
WANTS TO GO HOME
CHILDREN OF
THE DAMNED
CHILDREN OF
THE DAMNED
CHILDREN OF
THE DAMNED
CHILDREN OF
THE DAMNED
HE`S WALKING
LIKE A DEAD MAN
IF HE HAD LIVED
HE WOULD HAVE CRUCIFIED US ALL
NOW HE`S STANDING
ON THE LAST STEP
HE THOUGHT
OBLIVION , WELL IT BECKONS US ALL
CHILDREN OF
THE DAMNED
CHILDREN OF
THE DAMNED
CHILDREN OF
THE DAMNED
CHILDREN OF
THE DAMNED
NOW IT`S BURNING
, HIS HANDS HE`S TURNING TO LAUGH
SMILES AS THE
FLAME SEARS HIS FLESH
MELTING HIS
FACE , SCREAMINGIN PAIN
PEELING THE
SKIN FROM HIS EYES
WATCH HIM DIE
ACCORDING TO PLAN
HE`S DUST ON
GROUND , WHAT DID WE LEARN
YOU`RE
CHILDREN OF THE DAMNED
YOUR BACKS
AGAINST THE WALL
YOU TURN INTO
THE LIGHT
YOU`RE CHILDREN
OF THE DAMNED
LIKE CANDLES
, WATCH THEM BURN
BURNING IN
THE LIGHT
YOU`LL BURN
AGAIN TONIGHT
YOU`RE CHILDREN
OF THE DAMNED
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