Blå Løgne - Magtens Korridorer

Hvor er her pænt

Hvor er her fint og rent

Det hele står perfekt til dine blå, blå løgne

Og hvem vil tage?

Hvem vil tage din hånd?

Og hvem vil dø for dine blå, blå løgne?

Og det driver af sort, sort blod fra dine vægge!

Og det driver af sort, sort blod fra dine vægge!

Hvor langt vil du???

Hvor langt vil du gå

For at vinde alt med dine blå, blå løgne?

Måske en dag

En svag og gammel dag

Bli’r jeg fanget ind af dine blå, blå løgne

Og det driver af sort, sort blod fra dine vægge!

Og det driver af sort, sort blod fra dine vægge!

Where is nice here

Where is here nice and clean

It all fits perfectly with your blue, blue lies

And who will take?

Who will take your hand?

And who will die for your blue, blue lies?

And it drifts of black, black blood from your walls!

And it drifts of black, black blood from your walls!

How far do you want ???

How far will you go

To win everything with your blue, blue lies?

Perhaps one day

A weak and old day

I'm caught by your blue, blue lies

And it drifts of black, black blood from your walls!

And it drifts of black, black blood from your walls!