Elias

Wolfsheim

Hear my voice
It's telling stories
Telling just the truth
About some men

Who don't excuse
Only praying for you
It must be a starving man
Who likes to hear

These crippled minds talk
Greetings from me
Following the wind

I don't want to forget ...
... to regret
... to remember all the time
... everything
... all these years

Hear my voice
It's telling stories
Telling just the truth
About the innocent elias

Lying next to you
Innocent elias
Blood red messiahs
Never coming home

Greetings from me
Following the wind