The Forsaken Son

Got lost in a while

And later we left alright

We got back together

To destroy the night

We don't play for nothing

And nothing's left inside the grave

We needed to fly

From the rest of the world

Here's no heaven

And always, and always feeling

Shame and failure

Forever and ever, empty souls of nothing

And feeling a pleasant urge to fly

To fly away

Your mothers and fathers

Will point the finger on your choice

And make you belive

You're the same of the world

Here's no heaven

And always, and always feeling

Shame and failure

Forever and ever, empty souls of nothing

And feeling a pleasant urge to fly

To fly away