Libera me, Domine, de morte aeterna in die illa tremenda
Quendo
There's a place for us....
Somewhere a place for us
time together
[K. Bachman, J. Daub, D. Baddorf, H. Kraft]
Living a lie,
[K. Bachman, J. Daub, D. Baddorf, H. Kraft]
All the men
Libera me, Domine, de morte aeterna in die illa tremenda
Quendo
[K. Bachman / J. Daub / J. Winters / D.
Beneath the sun, all deeds done, meaningless are they
Labor in
[K. Bachman, J. Daub, D. Baddorf, H. Kraft]
What good would
[K. Bachman / J. Daub / J. Winters]
Living proof of
[K. Bachman / J. Daub / J. Winters]
I feel fine
Dreamers, enticed to turn away
Kneeling, to gods born from clay
Praying,
Like a song I hope to sing
I sing it for
Toxic waste corrupts the air
Adulteration of man's breath
The sky pours
[K. Bachman, J. Daub, D. Baddorf, H. Kraft]
No one is
The end of time is drawing near
The angels prepare for
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