the last sourrounding shout
Hate will follow you
fate will follow me
when your face is near
hate is everything I see
Waves of hate from your hand
loving you was like dead on demand
light´s burning out
the last sourrounding shout
And when the fevers gone
I´ll sing my song... for you
your blood begins to rain
satisfaction to maintain
Hate will follow you
fate will follow me
when your face is near
hate is everything I see
Waves of hate from your hand
loving you was like dead on demand
light´s burning out
the last sourrounding shout
And when the fevers gone
I´ll sing my song... for you
your blood begins to rain
satisfaction to maintain