Fallen men
You're flogging a dead horse
But your turn will come
No there are no backdoors
You're a ghost on the run
Take a red pill and my hand
We'll never face the rising sun
We are fallen men my friend
And a friend will let you down
We are fallen men
In the pulse of misfortune
We will rise again
From the ash into change
You're killing the wronf one
Well you're sick of life
In vain
No there will be no sun
And no chance to rise
Again
Losing games at midnight
For the price of life
We dream of love at first sight
And of ancient rites
We are fallen men
In the pulse of misfortune
We will rise again
From the ash into change
