Tragedy Songtext
von Hearts & Hand Grenades

Armored in a shroud of doubt
Reminiscent dreams about
Better days, far from home
Can′t explain, when or how

The masquerade with hearts unseen
Will cleanse my sins with kerosene

For what it's worth
Taking all the hurt
From me, is tragedy
For what it′s worth
Bringing back the hurt
I need, is tragedy


Left exposed with no way out
Visionary minds without
Hope or pride, here and now
Don't complain take your bow

The promenade of fallicy
Whispers shame and blasphemy

For what it's worth
Taking all the hurt
From me, is tragedy
For what it′s worth
Bringing back the hurt
I need, is tragedy

For what it′s worth
Taking all the hurt
From me, is tragedy
For what it's worth
Bringing back the hurt
I need, is tragedy