Music by Swano, Axelsson
Lyrics by Axelsson
Arranged by Swano, Axelsson, Larsson
Keyboards by Swano
Twisted mind, malesting your own seed.
Yeah, bastard father you make me puke!!!
"Your own flesh and blood"
You're killing your own breed to satisfy
Your macabre needs. She's afraid to tace
The outside worl.A well-known hell before
an unknown paradise. She's trying to kill her
memories, but she ain't got no weapon!!!
Yeah! She lives awaiting the end.
Livin' hell
She's doomed to descend!
Livin' Hell!
Living With The Spirits Of Death
Living Hell, Living Dead, Living Dead!
The way she's living, the way it is.
She doesn't know anyother life.
Don't tell anyone "Be daddys little girl"
Scared to silence--scared to talk,
noone listens, noone hears.
They won't believe their livin' lies...
She only knows one way to end it:
To stop to funktion, to make it endFeel is a word I can't explain
At least not in words that are plain
Make it easy to express
But I'll try to do my best
To hit you where it counts
I just want to build up
A solid bond in your heart
(Yeah) A solid bond in your heart (Aha)
I'm fuelled by the idea
That this world was made to share
But it never seems to work out
And all we seem to share
Is doubt and misery
Please let me try to build
A solid bond in your heart heart
Aah, I just want to build up
A solid bond in your heart heart
It's what's missing from this life
And the trust you need to ignite
Any dream worth holding dear
When that dream is so near
You gotta try and try to get it back
Push it to the limit and build
A solid bond in your heart