Amer Songtext
von Leonov

I surrender to your will
I′m a dissembler torn by law and thrill
Your song is wise
We 're made solid or frail
We are made of the same
Concrete or sand
We are in need of the same
I surrender, to your truth
Yearning for you to take me in
We could catch fire, turn our sorrow into flames


Follow our instincts, and burn all our shame
Pretend and protest, is an easier game
Rules are for insiders, we bury all our shame
Provided with faith, together we proc
Laim
Fulfilment is not attained, by glory and fame
Sacred sound from distant space
We are not the same
Wholly other forms and mends
We are not the same

Underneath our tainted skin
We are all the same
Gleaming fragrance fades in
We are all the same
Made of concrete or sand
Strength comes through your name