Extended Songtext
von Stuffed Foxes

Feel the faith, roll the dice
A lonely ride out of the beaten track
The sun down, during its race, will evaporate
All the sap of my mind
I′ll be there, running wild
Hearing their voices til the end of time
I'll be there, crying eyes
Hearing their voices til the end of time
The end of time
The end of time The end of time
The end of time
That awful god, during its race
Will make me the
Maddest man on earth
I feel the great
Time is now
The sins seem better
Than what they were