Songtext von Forty One Ways

Forty one ways to die One strong will to live World's gone all awry Faith is the battlefield Tender, I feel And the wheels turn To fortify a design of free will Forty one ways to die One strong pain to feel Strapped to a suicide With just one more place to be Tender, I feel And the wheels turn To fortify a design of free will We test, we form, we fear, we tilt We strive, we fall, we want, we kill And we hail, and we doubt And with all waisted We heal, and we call We atone kneeled here And will stray fortified In a windfall