Scenario Fever The Death
You sit on your knees in front of him
And you feel ashamed.
Now its time to face your past mistakes –
The gun is in his hands.
Its barrel`s aiming at you now,
You got nowhere to go
Nowhere is the rescue now...
Your mind runs riot
The blood stumbles in your
Vains, and you got no
Way to return
There`s no return now
And nowhere to hide
You feel him...
The death is running out , screaming out, laughing out
Of your head – it`s time to leave...
Leave a family right behind as they are...
Now you`re lying there in the emergency hall
The medics around you.
All you can hear is silence and the voice of your wife....
She`s crying over you!
Some last kisses and wishes, but he lays the dishes
It`s time for delicious...
I`m the executioner from above
I`m the squeamish judge of hate and love...
You feel me coming when it`s already too late
I am...
The death is running out , screaming out, laughing out
Of your head – it`s time to leave...
Leave a family right behind as they are...
