Querkraft - Rome

All passion spent

We stay deaf to everything

All lost a shame

All words of peace have died away

Both on our lips

And in our hearths

All passion spent

Now

To go on and fail me

Come on and break me for good

'cause sometimes

We feel alive

Oh, why don’t you fail me

Go on and break me once more

Let’s combine

In a dance of war

Either left to rot in difference

Or left to drown in despair

You shall turn around

And you should die from this life and be reborn to mine

Now

To go on and fail me

Come on and break me for good

'cause sometimes

We feel alive

Oh, why don’t you fail me

Go on and break me once more

Lets come bind

In a dance of war

Go on and fail me

Come on and break me once more

'cause sometimes

We come alive

To be more than uninvolved

And all so cold and cruel

And most of all so ugly

And imprecise

Oh, I felt like I was going to dive

Into a cruel sea of lust when

She said: «Saviours, they come and go.»

Oh, I felt like I was going to dive

Into a cruel sea of lust when

She said: «Saviours, they come and go.»

Oh, why don’t you fail me

Come on and break me for good

'cause sometimes

We feel alive

Oh, why don’t you fail me

Go on and break me once more

Let’s combine

In a dance of war