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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
The Picturebooks
The Picturebooks
Künstler:in
Lisa Alley
Lisa Alley
Künstler:in
Ian Graham
Ian Graham
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Lisa Alley
Lisa Alley
Komponist:in
Ian Graham
Ian Graham
Komponist:in
Fynn Claus Grabke
Fynn Claus Grabke
Komponist:in
Philipp Mirtschink
Philipp Mirtschink
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
The Picturebooks
The Picturebooks
Produzent:in
Fynn Claus Grabke
Fynn Claus Grabke
Produzent:in
Sven Pollkötter
Sven Pollkötter
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

Hell, hell
Hell, hell
Blind riders 'neith a labyrinth of stars
Chased by portraits of the past
The thick silence disturbed by the steps
Where barefoot soldiers pass
On worn carpets, we're forced to rest
Before we travel on
Time dawns and finally sets
On mystery Babylon
Blind riders are bound to receive
While sacred hearts are meant to bleed
Just let go of what you want it to be
Grab the steel and follow me
Dreams in stone, now turnin' to ash
Now blown from your hands
Archers aim with the arrows of fire
To burn the souls of men
Blind riders are bound to receive
The sacred hearts are meant to bleed
Just let go of what you want it to be
Oblivion is callin' for me
Oblivion is callin'
It calls
Hell, hell
Hell, hell
The flag that flies is drawn by our blood (hell)
Crimson feathers our amour (hell)
The boots filled with ghosts of the slain (hell)
Are finally reachin' the harbor (hell)
Blind riders are bound to receive (hell)
Blind riders are bound to receive (hell)
Let go of what you want it to be (hell)
Pick up the steel and follow me (hell)
Blind riders are bound to receive (hell)
Blind riders are bound to receive (hell)
Let go of what you want it to be (hell)
Oblivion is callin' (hell)
Written by: Fynn Claus Grabke, Ian Graham, Lisa Alley, Philipp Mirtschink
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