Fallen (Slight Return) Songtext
von A.P.E.

Torn from time and time displays
We′re lost in a maze of haze and confusion
Warlock steps with a steel-eyed gaze
Men run far from madness, losin'
Sensin′ self in ash like frozen
Frenzy from the paths not chosen
Colder soul through rollers posin'
The ghost behold a gruesome vengeance
Terror shall not turn my purpose
Nor lurks on the holly Wild with dreamless nights and hollow hatred pointed
My steel stays strong and won't be dented
Through the seas of foaming anger
Those fallen heroes ride the storm
And strangers grow much stranger after
But told in a hole, deserve no warm
Pastry, pastry on the wall
I′d clean you off but I′m not that tall
I'm Asterix the gall with my ballpoint pen
Again and again and again and again


From the skies come fallen angels
Scattering fools and mauls of mental
Lifted and drifted like pollen from petals
Gentle, then comes the heavy metal
Artillery of quested creatures
Von der Richter measures meters
Centipedes, the sole survivors
Bashing steel worn down to wires
Heaven′s shower, blue spotlight towers
Searching through the molten valleys
In the cities, down back alleys
Searching through the tombs of terror
Was this all an error or just an era?
Whatever, prepare for some more heavy weather
Rainfall, same old call for commitment
Unload the bells of a dragon shipment
With a yo-ho-ho and a bottle of breath
Fallen we morons make death
And what's next?
You just hold your own and get blessed
Or maybe fall down and enjoy the rest