Текст Emil Bulls – Son Of The Morning

There’s no doubt he’s back in town
Can’t you feel he’s sneakin’ around again
The shepherd of all guilt that brought us
To the verge of a massive meltdown

Are we all too blind to see
He’s around again round again
We’re falling deeper into sin
Here he comes again comes again

In the absence of light he took over our lives
Trying to make us believe he doesn’t exist
Another crash the black box not found
We’re on the verge of a massive meltdown
Meltdown

Are we all too blind to see
He’s around again round again
We’re falling deeper into sin
Here he comes again comes again
(You’d better be ready)
(You’d better be ready)
(You’d better be…ready)

Stop believing he doesn’t exist
We’ll hit rock bottom
This is the downfall
Another crash the black box not found
We’ll hit rock bottom
This is the downfall

He does it with a kiss
He does it like Judas did
Not brave enough to take the sword

Are we all too blind to see
He’s around again round again
We’re falling deeper into sin
Here he comes again comes again
Are we all too blind to see
He’s around again round again
We’re falling deeper into sin
Here he comes again comes again
(You’d better be ready)
(You’d better be)
(You’d better be ready)
(You’d better be)