Falling down: I will tell you how i failed to be a good man If you follow the flame you end up in the dark Coming up in a dream, sitting up in the night With a cold panic attack and a scream Although it’s hot i’m feeling very cold inside Although i am alive i can not feel a thing I wanna now why i really had to follow the tall man To his office down underground Call me dead heart walking In the office: Hey… no way!! you don’t have to be down Don’t you wanna make it better? Sign right here! said the devil to the boy And suck in the flavour, suck in the flavour! A favour, is what i’m offering to you Sign the document and take the Favour, the one i’m offering to you And suck in the flavour, suck in the flavour Soul chasers on the move, waiting for the kill My future plan, i was sending it right down to never land The one who felt the fiend’s hand will understand That my ship will sink It was written in devil’s ink The insight: I’m sorry i turned my back on you Don’t know what to do And why did i turn…? God how it burns… I’m covered in deep blue tonight I’m sorry that i’ve turned my back on you I hope you do forgive me tonight… To live in this world is no longer my right The cool morning breeze is no longer my right to feel This face is yours to blame… For the bad i’ve done So pass me down because i sold my soul The crime: To take a life worth living did not help at all The money i came over they did not catch my fall Soul chasers on the move, waiting for the kill My future plan, i was sending it right down to never land The one who felt the fiend’s hand will understand That my ship will sink It was written in devil’s ink Remorse: Now i know that i shed my tears All those years In vain will i die Coming up in a dream, sitting up in the night With a cold panic attack and a scream Although it’s hot i’m feeling very cold inside And when i fall asleep i have no happy dreams I’m not man, i’m a puppet in a cage Drinking darkness, eating sorrow With a knife and a trident The lie: I met with the man with the magic eyes, He took me home just like a son And made me believe in a paradise, The other one without a sun Soul chasers on the move, waiting for the kill My future plan, i was sending it right down to never land The one who felt the fiend’s hand will understand That my ship will sink It was written in devil’s ink The fate of a murderer: He never could and he never will - I will never show up in “pleasantville” He’s gonna wake up where the time stand still - Just to find myself living in “the deadville” (the devil) Soon his job beneath is to - Be a star of the show the devil hosts And to never come back from his world - That would be the fear i fear the most
