Sin-Decade Songtext
von Pretty Maids

We break on through and step into a new decade
With no regrets for the mistakes we′ve made
Prophets and preachers warning there'll be hell to pay
What do we care anyway?

Unfaithful children, whose blood runs cold
Almighty kingdom, immortal souls

Figure it out, we′re guilty of the crimes that we create
Figure it out, we rush into another syndicate


Millions living on the seven deadly sins
Thinking salvation must be close at hand
Godforsaken fools, born to break the rules
Our fate is written in the sand

Unfaithful children, whose blood runs cold
Almighty kingdom, immortal souls

Figure it out, we're guilty of the crimes that we create
Figure it out, we rush into another syndicate

Face Armageddon you're trapped in the hands of time
Pray for confession, accused of the fatal crime

Figure it out, we′re guilty of the crimes that we create
Figure it out, we rush into another syndicate
Figure it out, we′re guilty of the crimes that we create
Figure it out, we rush into another syndicate