A Restless Night
Take a swim in the streams
Pop a bottle to muffle the screams
Counting sheep in your dreams
Counting bullets as you wake up
For each rule you created
For each foe you beheaded
In plain sight you awaited
But here's a headsup
Hatred, is your only guide
All the horrors you keep inside
Watch out for the final tide
It's time for the blowup
Fire, on all the ones who tried to make, you
Fall, it won't be over till they all ex-
Pire, as you watch them lined against the
Wall
But then a sound, is coming, each second growing louder
Hear them sing as you pull the trigger
Fuck your history, fuck your religions
Fuck your borders and fuck all your nations
Neither god nor master
Fulfill the promise of disaster
To live and to die for 5 seconds of fame
Defending the flag 'til they forget your name
The loser, the brave, the craven, the best
They all look the same with a hole in their chest
You're drowning in the streams
Take a sip, to muffle your screams
Your luck is drying up, it seems
You'll be gone by the evening
Run away in the meadows
Keep quiet, the rumor is close
Rotten flesh and death throes
Your body's giving in
Your outcome keeps on looking bleak
The smell of fear is making you reek
You can hear them, don't take a peak
Revenge is all we believe in!
He's
Here, as you start hurling in the
Night, there is no way you can dis-
Appear, they're catching up you can give up the
Fight
There's a rope, up in the tree
The only thing you can still see
Legs bending, your chest burning
Around your neck, the world is gleaming
Swinging under the moonlight
Carried by the wind
The leaves are fiery red
And for everything in sight
T'will be a restless night
Until there are ashes instead
Swinging under the moonlight
Carried by the wind
The leaves are fiery red
And for everything in sight
T'will be a restless night
Until there are ashes instead
Pop a bottle to muffle the screams
Counting sheep in your dreams
Counting bullets as you wake up
For each rule you created
For each foe you beheaded
In plain sight you awaited
But here's a headsup
Hatred, is your only guide
All the horrors you keep inside
Watch out for the final tide
It's time for the blowup
Fire, on all the ones who tried to make, you
Fall, it won't be over till they all ex-
Pire, as you watch them lined against the
Wall
But then a sound, is coming, each second growing louder
Hear them sing as you pull the trigger
Fuck your history, fuck your religions
Fuck your borders and fuck all your nations
Neither god nor master
Fulfill the promise of disaster
To live and to die for 5 seconds of fame
Defending the flag 'til they forget your name
The loser, the brave, the craven, the best
They all look the same with a hole in their chest
You're drowning in the streams
Take a sip, to muffle your screams
Your luck is drying up, it seems
You'll be gone by the evening
Run away in the meadows
Keep quiet, the rumor is close
Rotten flesh and death throes
Your body's giving in
Your outcome keeps on looking bleak
The smell of fear is making you reek
You can hear them, don't take a peak
Revenge is all we believe in!
He's
Here, as you start hurling in the
Night, there is no way you can dis-
Appear, they're catching up you can give up the
Fight
There's a rope, up in the tree
The only thing you can still see
Legs bending, your chest burning
Around your neck, the world is gleaming
Swinging under the moonlight
Carried by the wind
The leaves are fiery red
And for everything in sight
T'will be a restless night
Until there are ashes instead
Swinging under the moonlight
Carried by the wind
The leaves are fiery red
And for everything in sight
T'will be a restless night
Until there are ashes instead
Credits
Writer(s): Jean-baptiste Delhommeau
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