There's a church here
Buried deep
Underneath a boiling sea
Skeletons
Dressed like you and me
Searching for the means to speak
It's risen from grave
So wild it can't be tamed
Flesh stitched to flesh
We're making a monster
Just a pauper
Among kings
He kills butterflies
Eats their wings
There's a crypt filled with childhood dreams
Burning
Bursting from the seams
It's risen from grave
So wild it can't be tamed
Flesh stitched to flesh
We're making a monster
Making a monster
Making a monster
The blood
The sweat
The tears
Make me
The blood
The sweat
The tears
Make me
It's risen from grave
So wild it can't be tamed
It's risen from grave
So wild it can't be tamed
Flesh stitched to flesh
We're making a monster
Making a monster
Making a monster
Flesh stitched to flesh
We're making a monster
Building a monster
Building a monster

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN