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[Verse 1]
Falling from the sky, they’re cast out from the heaven’s light
Drenching the soil with blood, baptized in the fire hole

[Chorus]
The Devil’s spawn no longer breathes
Descending angels and fallen kings
Raise your hands, what do you hold?
The Devil’s bleeding crown!

[Verse 2]
Call upon it’s Father, bless the goat, the womanizer
Take him to Astaroth, Inanna’s temple of Uruk

[Chorus]
The Devil’s spawn no longer breathes
Descending angels and fallen kings
Raise your hands, what do you hold?
The Devil’s bleeding crown!

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3]
They gathered all the children outside the church
And never would they know what went on in there
Close the door and hear all the angels scream
“Oh mercy, mercy, mercy, oh mercy, please!”
Down, down, down
Down below you can hear his hoof digging through the ground
Oh Lord, Lord, Lord
The horned one is back and he wants his crown!

[Chorus]
The Devil’s spawn no longer breathes
Descending angels and fallen kings
Raise your hands, what do you hold?
The Devil’s bleeding crown!

Home
Where we grow
Home
All we know
All we’ve lost
All we know

Forced to fly way
What becomes
When we run home

Out of the dark
Into the great unknown
We flow

Life passes by
Into the skies we soar
So fast

Home
So we called and left behind
To the vultures and their minds
Scavenge pieces as it died

What becomes
When we run
Home

All we’ve lost
All we’ve known
Out of the dark
Into the great unknown
We flow

Life passes by
Into the skies we soar
So fast

We flew high above the clouds, only to come soaring down faster than we could have ever imagined
To lose the heart of all we loved, to have the umbilical cord ripped away from our children

We are
When our love is over
What then will we be

Drown us in a bottle
Fill us full of lead
Leave us to the bottle
To sink or drown instead

Your lover’s in jail
Whispering for it
An escape to fertile eyes
Quick hills for my eyes
There’s a pusher in the wilderness
Fresh sheets
Colorized swine
A table set
At fool’s tooth
I could use
An honest punch
In your mute power
The goal is automatic
Enter your addiction
Never stop hunting
We need you outdoors
It changes nothing
Henceforth guarding
You’ll find it worthwhile
The easy one
Keep speaking
The time out clock
We had him
Nice and here

Another star shoots clean across the sky over my head.
I keep thinking about the last thing that you said.
I wonder if you see the sky wherever you are.
Are you sleeping now? Do I cross your mind?
Are you sleeping now? Do I cross your mind?
I left you on the altar on a snowy new year’s day.
It’s been years now. I still say your name.
And in my mind you were the one left standing on your own.
You kept our friends. They won’t come my way.
You kept our friends. They won’t come my way.
Do you miss me, whiskey?
Late at night she’s fast asleep. I stay up just to stare.
Thinking back to all the things we shared.
And truth be told you broke my heart a little bit each day.
I still need you, baby. I just want you back.
Do you miss me, whiskey?
Like I miss you. Just like I do.
Do you miss me, whiskey?
It’s not your fault. Blame it on your daddy.
So you can feel al-right about feeling bad.
I’m on my way. Counting sheep.
Instead I count all of the promises you made that you couldn’t keep.
Oh do you miss me?
Do you miss me, whiskey?
Like I miss you. Just like I do.
Do you miss me, whiskey?

[Vers 1]
Ich bin der Franz der Maurerg’sell – bei mir geht alles doppelt schnell,
Das was ich brauch das hab’ ich stets bei mir – ich brauch im Tag so 20 Flaschen Bier;
Das beste Werkzeug glaubet mir – das ist und bleibt ein Flascherl Bier,
Dann schießt die Mauer doppelt schnell in’d Höh’ – weil ich dann alles alles doppelt seh’!

[Chorus]
Ja Duli Duli Duli Duli eh Gluck Gluck,
Duli Duli Duli Duli eh Schluck Schluck;
Duli Duli Duli Duli eh Luck Luck,
Von Bier – da krieg’ ich nie genug.

[Vers 2]
So zehn Zwölf Flascherln Bier im Bauch – das ist das Werkzeug was ich brauch,
Der Architekt kommt gern zu mir zum Bau – und trinkt mit mir dann sind wir beide blau;
Sogar der Mörtel glaubt es mir – den rühr ich an mit frischem Bier
Ich brauch nicht Gips und brauche nicht Zement – ich brauche Bier, das ist mein Element.

[Vers 3]
Wir ham schon manches Haus gebaut – wo niemand sich drin wohnen traut,
Denn es ist schief und das ist ein Malheur – und geht der Wind, dann wackelts hin und her.
Ich weiß genau den Grund dafür – wir Maurer trinken gerne Bier,
Da kann’s schon sein daß man sich einmal irrt – und samt dem Haus das Gleichgewicht verliert.

[Vers 4]
Die Mädchen sind in mich verliebt – weil so was Schönes nicht mehr gibt,
Von weit und breit da kommen sie zu mir – für jeden Kuss krieg’ ich ein Flascherl Bier;
Die Mizzi und die Monika – die Susie und Veronika,
Und eines Tags da wird es soweit sein – die Brauerei macht Bier für mich allein.