Night of the Isle
As the low sun buries night of isle
And the streets of nowhere lead my mind
I learned to love the answer of happiness
As your foreign son I feel alive
I feel alive
I feel alive
The night of the isle spawns the breath of live
Sends out all the pulses and lets my own mind melt
As hungry as a hunter I'm high on your supply
So let me in
So let me in
So let me in
Don't spit me out
So let me in
So let me in
So let me in
Don't spit me out
So let me in
So let me in
So let me in
Don't spit me out
And the streets of nowhere lead my mind
I learned to love the answer of happiness
As your foreign son I feel alive
I feel alive
I feel alive
The night of the isle spawns the breath of live
Sends out all the pulses and lets my own mind melt
As hungry as a hunter I'm high on your supply
So let me in
So let me in
So let me in
Don't spit me out
So let me in
So let me in
So let me in
Don't spit me out
So let me in
So let me in
So let me in
Don't spit me out
Credits
Writer(s): Rudolf Pravda, Alexander I Fischer, Andreas Kurrent, Martin Kirchbaumer
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