Songtexte:
Wounded The Northern Lights

the wall, they see you Nowhereto run, nowhere to hide Hero in mask, the cracks are showing A faceless God to shade to perfect light Wounds of hate

kono machi mo atatakai Big ben it?s gotta light so tenderly and this city is warm as it?s supposed to be Listening to coldplay on the northern line

So you've come to say you're very sorry. "It won't happen again - forgive me?" Time will not heal these wounds. And I'm bleeding because of you. Was

through the sky, the snow... As grim destiny approaches with the freezing boreal gales and this ancient prophecy unfolds... [Predication of the Elders:] Go, follow the witch-lights in the northern

gotta hustle no more, easy come, easy go no limit should be platinum before the shit hits the store with my cutless he could get his mind right and (trey hamm?) loved the lime light

I was northern scum I was wounded baby That's fighting talk where I'm from And I'm not moving baby Spent my life dancing with shadows in strobe lights

distort your human image into likeness of me At the edge of madness Helming the ship to no one knows where Devouring the minds of the haunted I steal light

When the angry sky, opens up its mouth, And lays down a belt of rain from the north to the south; Close your windows and close all your doors, And pray

I was northern scum I was wounded baby That's fighting talk where I'm from And I'm not moving baby Spent my life dancing with shadows in strobe lights