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March of the Innocent - Grave Digger.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作词 : Chris Boltendahl
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Manfred Schmidt/Chris Boltendahl/Jens Becker
[01:06.51]Wooden walls around my mind
[01:08.46]My soul has left memories behind
[01:12.63]We walk around like ghosts
[01:16.38]Like puppets on a string of despair
[01:23.55]As bells toll - a call for the chosen ones
[01:24.48]Outside the window I see loaded guns
[01:29.52]The caravan of dying flowers
[01:31.23]Moving to the showers
[01:31.95]Moving through doors of steel
[01:34.17]Black flowers in cities of death
[01:40.02]Where sun turns to grey
[01:40.53]And love fades away
[01:53.16]It's the march of the innocent
[02:06.18]It's the march of the innocent
[02:06.78]Prayers don't find
[02:10.32]The right words to help
[02:11.85]Speechless they move through
[02:14.67]Thousands of tears
[02:16.77]Touching the head of a child who cries
[02:20.46]Defending the fear of those who will die
[02:24.57]Through fire we walk no chance to survive
[02:28.80]The army of terror steal our lives
[02:32.46]Now faith is the substance
[02:34.02]Of things we hope for
[02:36.57]We're starting the journey
[02:37.77]To heaven's door
[02:45.63]Black flowers in cities of death
[02:50.43]Where sun turns to grey
[02:50.91]And love fades away
[02:57.21]It's the march of the innocent
[03:09.00]It's the march of the innocent
[03:11.76]It's the march of the innocent
[03:21.21]It's the march of the innocent
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作词 : Chris Boltendahl
作曲 : Manfred Schmidt/Chris Boltendahl/Jens Becker
Wooden walls around my mind
My soul has left memories behind
We walk around like ghosts
Like puppets on a string of despair
As bells toll - a call for the chosen ones
Outside the window I see loaded guns
The caravan of dying flowers
Moving to the showers
Moving through doors of steel
Black flowers in cities of death
Where sun turns to grey
And love fades away
It's the march of the innocent
It's the march of the innocent
Prayers don't find
The right words to help
Speechless they move through
Thousands of tears
Touching the head of a child who cries
Defending the fear of those who will die
Through fire we walk no chance to survive
The army of terror steal our lives
Now faith is the substance
Of things we hope for
We're starting the journey
To heaven's door
Black flowers in cities of death
Where sun turns to grey
And love fades away
It's the march of the innocent
It's the march of the innocent
It's the march of the innocent
It's the march of the innocent