the glory sits like a mohawk
on the top of your head
your birds are singing
but I can´t wait
for your fall
it´s a devil´s game
for all the ones that came
left in the darkness of shame
without love, it´s all the same
it´ll be your fall
far from paradise
far from the promised land
the wheel of fortune
never hitting a number at all
it just kept on spinning
outta control
the iron bells
rang out across the universe
louder than loud, clearer than clear
leaving the deaf in tears
screaming
I´m all ears
like a frozen river
running through the heat of the desert
it doesn´t make much sense at all
your visions of love
belong to the ones with a special interest
and I´m not especially interested
it´s a devil´s game
for all the ones that came
left in the darkness of shame
without love, it´s all the same
it´ll be your fall
far from paradise
far from the promised land
the wheel of fortune
never hitting a number at all
it just kept on spinning
outta control
far from paradise
far from the promised land
the wheel of fortune
never hitting a number at all
it just kept on spinning
outta control
