Funker Vogt

Salvation


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It seems to me like a trip to nowhere
Like a train speeding down the tracks
The voices in my head burn me
I'll flee into the dream and surrender

No purview through the veil of my thoughts
My body vibrates pumped full of drugs
This game is hard to play
and the blade eats slowly at my flesh

Oh honoured god
Give me wings
You saw it coming
But did nothing
Take me to you
And give me your blessing
Let end
As proof of life
Oh honoured god

The thought of salavation beats and silences
This feeling and strength of floating force
I hear them calling
The voices of the year after
The cold obligation

Oh honoured god
Give me wings
You saw it coming
But did nothing
Take me to you
And give me your blessing
Let end
As proof of life

Oh honoured god
Give me wings
You saw it coming
But did nothing
Take me to you
And give me your blessing
Let end
As proof of life

Oh honoured god
Give me wings

Oh honoured god
Give me wings

Oh honoured god