Tekst:
Kind Devils

Couplet : Je crois rever tous les jours Je voudrais que ce bonheur dure toujours Meme si la fin est proche Meme si tous les reproches Me pousse a choisir

go I believe you're the devil I believe you're the devil's child I believe you're the devil I believe you're the devil's child Took my dreams and now

you lose control Head on to heartache Beware of the promises made Head on to heartache Steadfast to an early grave (Let them rot!) Deals with the Devil

Sorry to be the bearer of bad news You carry the burden as an excuse To keep the pressure on, so you don't fall off Seem to love the usual vices Gonna

Is there a promised land Or am I on the journey going to nowhere? Are the streets paved with gold Or am I slipping on the mold That slowly grows there

Will surely drag you down The axe shall fall On the one-winged angel Breaking the spell Would you break this fall? For he, who sins against his kind

truth Glazed and angry eyes Spoken to by the breath of Gods In the valley of death's decision The judgment, listen The last kind words ever said will

is for bad Children For Whom life's got no meaning My plan is to destroy a still frame Of rubbish daily fate You must call upon the devil's name Call

There's no turning back Ten thousand eyes, hiding the glory Who's the chosen one? Who could have known, death ws a blessing It's the Devil's Child