Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fly , by - Crematory. Song from the album Live Insurrection, in the genre Release date: 07.09.2017
Record label: Steamhammer
Song language: German
Fly(original) |
| Willst du in die Zukunft sehen — |
| Musst du mit dem Teufel reden |
| Wirst du dann um Gnade flehen — |
| Oder nur die Zeit verdrehen |
| Hast die Menschheit in der Hand — |
| Darum zeige mir das neue Land |
| Willst du mit mir tanzen gehen — |
| Alles in Schutt und Asche legen |
| Fly like an angel |
| Fly like the dust |
| Fly to the Oceans |
| Fly like hand-made god |
| Niemand will dein Zeichen sehen — |
| Wirst ihnen bald ihr Leben nehmen |
| Blut und Feuer an den Haenden — |
| Opfernamen an den Waenden |
| Angst und Trauer in der Nacht — |
| Sobald die boese Saat erwacht |
| Einst noch von der Sonne verborgen |
| Was gestern ward ist morgen verstorben |
| Die Zeit des Wartens ist vorueber — |
| Du stehst einer neuen Welt gegenueber |
| Die Waelder sind tot, die Fluesse sind leer — |
| Das leben existiert nicht mehr |
| Wer dies zerstoerte kann man erraten — |
| Doch waren dies unsere letzten Taten |
| Ob du das wolltest oder nicht — |
| erzaehlt dir keiner mehr du armer Wicht |
| (translation) |
| Do you want to see into the future — |
| Do you have to talk to the devil |
| Will you then beg for mercy— |
| Or just twisting time |
| Have mankind in your hands — |
| So show me the new country |
| Do you want to go dancing with me — |
| Put everything into rubble and ashes |
| Fly like an angel |
| Fly like the dust |
| Fly to the Oceans |
| Fly like hand-made god |
| Nobody wants to see your mark - |
| You will soon take their lives |
| blood and fire on hands — |
| Victim names on the walls |
| Fear and sadness in the night — |
| As soon as the evil seed awakens |
| Once hidden from the sun |
| What was yesterday is dead tomorrow |
| The time of waiting is over — |
| You are facing a new world |
| The forests are dead, the rivers are empty - |
| Life doesn't exist anymore |
| You can guess who destroyed this — |
| But these were our last acts |
| Whether you wanted it or not — |
| no one tells you anymore you poor bastard |