Hour Of Zero - My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult

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Go back to the beginning

Thoughtless words are like shadows

from a world of icons and idols

from a world where words are craven images

upon the tablets of time.

There’s no time for love / where the wild ones live

It’s the way of the wicked / where the wild ones live

born victims of fear,

born into a life where pain is your very best friend.

It could’ve been me, it could’ve been you

Left on the doorstep to the human inferno

in the hour of zero.

One life, one fire

Get back to the beginning

in between birth and death we shall go

backwards and forwards and round and round

we talk we twist we turn we blow

our circuits.

get back the beginning.

pulling away, pushing it back

c h a n g e

we will take that chance

c h a n g e

we will move on…