This morning I took a walk in hell
A walk which felt like it would never end
Oh God, please blind my eyes and make me deaf
So that I could not see the corpses yelling
This morning I took a walk in hell
A walk which felt like it would never end
I feel the fire in my blood to save all
But I feel no spark in my heart getting old
Demons make love with each other
Every drop of blood makes them stronger
Mankind’s sometimes the maker of sadness,
But he’s often picture of it.
Mankind’s sometimes the maker of sadness.
He’s just a man who will take a walk in hell.
We’re all fed by seeds of hate everyday
It’s love we’re losing to hate which we are dismayed
I feel the fire in my veins to save all,
But I feel no strength as my blood runs cold.
Demons make love with each other
Every drop of blood makes them stronger
Mankind’s sometimes the maker of sadness,
But he’s often picture of it.
Mankind’s sometimes the maker of sadness.
He’s just a man who will take a walk in hell.
Demons make love with each other
Every drop of blood makes them stronger
Mankind’s sometimes the maker of sadness,
But he’s often picture of it.
Mankind’s sometimes the maker of sadness.
He’s just a man who will take a walk in hell…