Beauty Comes With Dark Thoughts

Streetlamp -
Beast in my hands



Wooden neck married with steel
Screaming out the fear I feel
Words you searched for days suddenly find their way
Don't wait for them; They're on time or they aren't true

Chorus:
There is a beast tied to my hands
It's yelling out my minds
It's set to live with fury soul
Is tearing of your blinds.

Electricity melts with truth
Most times it's rough, sometimes it's smooth
Blood red chainsaw screams blast away your dreams
painting black your future skies that were so blue

Chorus

Wars and Poverty destroy
People starving unemployed
Children torn of mines, bombs falling down from skies
You painted blue - it's late for you, now tear away your blinds

Chorus

Text: Till Auener
Musik: Till Auener, Caspar Pohl, Martin Bober

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