Queue Up for Redemption Songtext
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Queue Up for Redemption Songtext
(Wake up
Did you believe you could have a peaceful rest in your graveyards?
Fools
As there is life after death
The struggle must go on)
Ten billion souls waiting there in vain
Struggling for the everlasting paradise
And when you queue up for redemption leave your hopes below
Better try to cleanse your soul as Macchiavelli′s shoeshine boy
And when you pray to the angels in heaven for well-deserved justice
They call for the executioner to deliver a new apprentice
(Wir bitten dich, erhöre uns)
The laws of nature will still be preserved
Dead or alive you'll remain inferior
And when you queue up for redemption leave your hopes below
Better try to cleanse your soul as Macchiavelli′s shoeshine boy
And when you pray to the angels in heaven for well-deserved justice
They call for the executioner to deliver a new apprentice
Ten billion souls waiting there in vain
Struggling for the everlasting paradise
Ten billion souls waiting there in vain
The laws of nature will still be preserved
Dead or alive you'll remain inferior
And when you queue up for redemption leave your hopes below
Better try to cleanse your soul as Macchiavelli's shoeshine boy
And when you pray to the angels in heaven for well-deserved justice
They call for the executioner to deliver a new apprentice
And when you queue up for redemption leave your hopes below
Better try to cleanse your soul as Macchiavelli′s shoeshine boy
And when you pray to the angels in heaven for well-deserved justice
They call for the executioner to deliver a new apprentice
And when you queue up for redemption leave your hopes below
Better try to cleanse your soul as Macchiavelli′s shoeshine boy
Did you believe you could have a peaceful rest in your graveyards?
Fools
As there is life after death
The struggle must go on)
Ten billion souls waiting there in vain
Struggling for the everlasting paradise
And when you queue up for redemption leave your hopes below
Better try to cleanse your soul as Macchiavelli′s shoeshine boy
And when you pray to the angels in heaven for well-deserved justice
They call for the executioner to deliver a new apprentice
(Wir bitten dich, erhöre uns)
The laws of nature will still be preserved
Dead or alive you'll remain inferior
And when you queue up for redemption leave your hopes below
Better try to cleanse your soul as Macchiavelli′s shoeshine boy
And when you pray to the angels in heaven for well-deserved justice
They call for the executioner to deliver a new apprentice
Ten billion souls waiting there in vain
Struggling for the everlasting paradise
Ten billion souls waiting there in vain
The laws of nature will still be preserved
Dead or alive you'll remain inferior
And when you queue up for redemption leave your hopes below
Better try to cleanse your soul as Macchiavelli's shoeshine boy
And when you pray to the angels in heaven for well-deserved justice
They call for the executioner to deliver a new apprentice
And when you queue up for redemption leave your hopes below
Better try to cleanse your soul as Macchiavelli′s shoeshine boy
And when you pray to the angels in heaven for well-deserved justice
They call for the executioner to deliver a new apprentice
And when you queue up for redemption leave your hopes below
Better try to cleanse your soul as Macchiavelli′s shoeshine boy
Writer(s): Ernst Horn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com