adrenaline A new breed A special specimen You see me look I'm looking down at you A pretty face But it ain't the face of you I envy you You are
s against the wall You'll burn again in light, you're children of the damned Like candles watch them burn, burning in the light You'll burn again tonight, you
oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh You're children of the damned Your back's against the wall You turn into the light You're burning in the night You're children of
the trees and the black of the night contrast of hope and hidden sad floods of tears cold and soulless Lost flowers covered by the dust of oblivion mercy
frightened the small children away And our talk was old and dust would flow Through our veins and though it was midnight Back at the kitchen door Like the grim face
one-sided fight You got full specification black hole rules Your world's gonna be his thermal pool Wasted lives make waste Spare a dime - You're wasting time You
in your eyes Just keep me shadowed, underneath and scared I'm never gonna fight Image, open wound, synthetic stain Let you hate me if you open my
desperate for something worthwhile You say I have music but that's nothing at all The army inside me is a little confused If you don't need me why you
'd love to tell you that I've been there before To see your face To see your face Seen your face...Sealed your fate I don't know what it would mean You
Find me some time to believe in me The cages that we adore Keeps us cold The silence held in her hand A glorified smile I need you to be there again
Waking up every day So vague Saw it on her empty face So strange Drown her if she can't be free Her plea Fallen heroes in your dreams I see What
I want neon lights fixed to my electric chair I am so bored of life that I feel sensational Can I become your friend? Got glowing bits of face And you
tiny gasp praying for oblivion. No engines anymoore. The machine engine's stopped. No ghosts of death playing in the grass. Just simple, as you would
plan He's dust on ground what did we leam You're children of the damned Your back's against the wall You turn into the light You're children of the damned
9-1-4, 1-0-9-4-0 Got you beasts shook like Doc Moreau Pour beer out for yourself because you're walkin dead I'll burn your house down like a fuckin Talking
according to plan He's dust on the ground what did we learn You're Children of The Damned Your back's against the wall You turn into the light You're