DAYS IN HELL Songtext
von Tilian

Born in the furnace
Forced into service
Trying our best to adapt
Like good little groupies
We did our duties
Wiping our souls from the map

I know they wanted a fanatic
Boy, you don′t wanna save the planet now
Would rather do something dramatic
'Cause I′m not like you
I won't fight you
Show me to the door


Living in a godless land
We spend our days in hell
Devoted to distraction
Living in a godless land
We spend our best days in hell
Hungry for a passion
Forcing meaning down our throats
You never told me we were in a cult

Too many potions
Mind is in motion
Trying my best to forget
All of the love lost
Now it's been too long
I can′t remember the rest

I know they wanted a fanatic
Boy, you don′t wanna end the panic now
Would rather do something dramatic
'Cause I′m not like you
I won't fight you
Show me to the door


Living in a godless land
I spend my days in hell
Devoted to distraction
Living in a godless land
I spend my best days in hell
Burning through our passion
Pouring meaning down my throat
I never thought I′d end up so alone
Living in a godless land
I spend my days in hell

In my head
They couldn't make me
They couldn′t make me believe shit
In my hell
They couldn't make me
They couldn't make me believe in it

Living in a godless land
I spend my days in hell
Devoted to distraction
Living in a godless land
I spend my best days in hell
Burning through our passion
Pouring meaning down my throat
I never thought I′d end up so alone
Living in a godless land
I spend my days in hell