Deacon Songtext
von Royal Thunder

A deepened sense of a chair on Earth
A crooked smile and an evil eye
We could try, try to understand
But he′s my father, I'll just take his hand

I see the flame and the fire rise
I see myself in this child′s eyes
We could try, try to understand
But he's my father, I'll just take his hand
To take his hand

I′m not your chosen one
Your precious chosen one
You′re not my chosen one
Your precious chosen one


I see a face in a violent dream
I sit between two realities
We could try, try to understand
But he's my father, I′ll just take his hand
To take his hand

I'm not your chosen one
Where does my freedom come?
I′m not your chosen one
Where does my freedom come?

Your evil eye won't terrify (Won′t terrify)
Your evil eye won't paralyze (Won't paralyze me)
Your evil eye won′t terrify (Won′t terrify)
Your evil eye won't paralyze (Won′t paralyze me)

Leave me in the sky
Leave me in the sky
Leave me in the sky
Leave me in the sky
Is a deep calm
Is a deep calm
Is a deep calm
Is a deep