their fairy tales And when the time has come They are the only ones There's just one thing to say Come watch the children play
Prevod: Heaven je Gate. The Children Play.
's a long year pretending I belong here (Belong here) Uh, it's ok, yeah it's alright, even though I can't sleep Uh yeah, it's ok, it's alright, I can
plungers, plungin to death that's painted by the numbers with crime unapplied pressure, cats is playin God but havin children by a lesser baby mother but fuck it we played
laughed) The headless children pointed and urinated in his wrath [He finally saw some fortress gates, so he quickly rolled into it] These red gates were
the mouth ov Bhairavi to the final dawn on Chaos how come we're still alive? in these kingdoms of filth when heaven's so abstract and hell is so real
them plungers, plungin to death that's painted by the numbers With crime unapplied pressure, cats is playin god But havin children by a lesser baby mother but fuck it We played
That there's no time to wait And now the prison cell bars Offer up heaven's gate But we're like in this together See, there's no place to run Man's built
family So full of love and trust And darlin' when we're old We'll close the gates and lock the door Our love will never fade away When it's pure it
Taken them plungers, plungin' to death that's painted by the numbers With crime unapplied pressure, cats is playin' God But havin' children by a lesser
Power!) Just.. Just cause.. Just cause it's.. (Have mercy) Just cause it's nasty.. Just cause it's nasty it don't.. Just cause it's nasty it don
(new power!) Just.. Just cause.. Just cause it's.. (have mercy) Just cause it's nasty.. Just cause it's nasty it don't.. Just cause it's nasty it don
ride me high? Let?s have a good time And if I?m late at heaven?s gate blame a good time When the angels sing I will join in let?s have a good time really
lost Storm the gates of heaven Gonna take it to the Boss Storm the gates of heaven Twisted 'round and 'round and 'round Storm the gates of heaven, Children
heaven's gate Tip the calvalry officer's son Tip the streetcar children at (home?) Tip the man with the sickle, tip him a nickle Tip your way into heaven's
