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Songtexte: 12 Stones. World So Cold.

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It starts with pain
Followed by hate
Fueled by the endless questions no one can answer
A stain covers your heart, and tears you apart
Just like a sleeping cantor

I don't believe men are born to be killers
I don't believe the world can't be saved
How did you get here and when did it start
An innocent child with a thorn in his heart

What kind of world do we live in
When love is divided by hate
Losing control of our feeling
We all must be dreaming his life away
In a world so cold

Are you sane
Where is the shame
A moment of time passes by
You cannot rewind who's to blame
When did it start
Is there a cure for your sickness
Have you no heart

I don't believe men are born to be killers
I don't believe the world can't be saved
How did you get here and when did it start
An innocent child with a thorn in his heart

What kind of world do we live in
When love is divided by hate
Selling our soul for no reason
We all must be dreaming his life away
In a world so cold

There's a sickness inside you that wants to escape
It's a feeling you get when you can't find your way
So how many times must you fall to your knees
Never, Never, Never, Never, Never do this again

It starts with pain (with pain)
Followed by hate (followed by hate)

I don't believe men are born to be killers
I don't believe the world can't be saved

What kind of world do we live in
When love is divided by hate
Losing control of our feeling
were dreaming his life away

What kind of world do we live in
When love is divided by hate
Selling our souls for no reason
We all must be dreaming his life away
In a world so cold, in a world so cold