fallen men - Liquid Divine

You’re flogging a dead horse

But your turn will come

No, there are no backdoors

You’re a ghost on the run

Take a red pill and my hand

We’ll never face the rising sun

We are fallen men my friend

And a friend will let you down

We are fallen men

In the pulse of misfortune

We will rise again

From the ash into change

You’re killing the wronf one

Well, you’re sick of life (in vain)

No, there will be no sun

And no chance to rise (again)

Losing games at midnight

For the price of life

We dream of love at first sight

And of ancient rites

We are fallen men

In the pulse of misfortune

We will rise again

From the ash into change