Nightwish The Kinslayer Iwan Belousow instrumental - Nightwish the kinslayer instrumental mp3

For whom the gun tolls
For whom the prey weeps
Bow before a war
Call it religion
Some wounds never heal
Some tears never will
Dry for the unkind
Cry for mankind
Even the dead cry
Their only comfort
Kill your friend, I don’t care
Orchid kids, blinded stare
Need to understand
No need to forgive
No truth no sense left
To be followed

- Facing this unbearable fear
like meeting an old friend.
— Time to die, poor mates,
You made me what I am!
— In this world of a million religions
everyone prays the same way.
— Your praying is in vain.
It’ll all be over soon.

-Father, help me, save me a place by your side!
— There is no God
Our creed is but for ourselves
Not a hero unless you die
Our species eat the wounded ones
— Drunk with the blood of your victims
I do feel your pity-wanting pain,
Lust for fame, a deadly game
— Run away with your impeccable kin!
— Good wombs hath borne bad sons

Cursing, God, why?
Falling for every lie
Survivors’ guilt
In us forevermore
Fifteen candles
Redeemers of this world
Dwell in hypocrisy: