Murder Songtext
von Evil Activities with Panic

Sometimes in order to see the light, you have to risk the dark

We′re gonna play a game, and here's what happens if you lose
Live or die, make your choice


All of these kids were born with severe brain damage
Most died before the age of 12
Those few, those precious few who survived, they had a gift
They would wake up in the night, curled up in the corner of the room
Screaming, clawing at the wallpaper
Because these little children, as they closed their eyes at night
They dreamt only of murder

It didn′t take long for us to realize that the real nightmare was
That these so-called dreams were about to come true
These murders were actually happening

I hear your drunken voice in the New Testament, in the new world

If you so much as lay a finger on them, I'll kill you
You hear me? You son of a bitch, I'll kill you

Sometimes in order to see the light, you have to risk the dark


Congratulations, you are still alive
Most people are so ungrateful to be alive
But not you, not anymore