Broken Glass
Murder books and the face in my nightmares
Blood and tears and the enemys right here
Sickened, broken, blood shed, murder youre children
Torture, treason, never falling out of war
Standing on a broken glass!
Standing on a broken glass!
Standing on a broken glass!
Standing on a broken
Sing my angel, life has slowly slipped away
Killing fields and Im starting to miss you
Poronographs all I got for a bedroom
Sickened, broken, blood shed, murder youre children
Torture, treason, never falling out of war
Standing on broken glass!
Standing on a broken glass!
Standing on a broken glass!
Standing on a broken
Sing my angel, life has slowly slipped away
Lifes so fragile a revolution taking place
Bullet shells and famine and stab wounds
I wish I could do more than write you
Sickened, broken, blood shed, murder youre children
Torture, treason, never falling out of war
Standing on broken glass!
Standing on a broken glass!
Standing on a broken glass!
Standing on a broken
Sing my angel, life has slowly slipped away
Standing on a broken glass!
Standing on a broken
Lifes so fragile a revolution taking place
Standing on a broken glass!
Sing my angel, life has slowly slipped away
broken glass!