Clean Sweep - Royal Hunt

Scrach the surface of your fear, take a look inside it Books on fire everywhere.

Our work?

You got it right

We`d never missed a chance to destroy whatever comes our way

So, day by day-it goes on forever

Burning the age page after page — leaving the stage to you

No excuses, no regrets-wiping out the magic

Things we`d never understand`re dying `til the tragic,

final point of no return.

You can see it coming in the dark

Behind your back step by step it`s climbing

up to the top of your world… I`m waiting