No longer flyin

Please tell me where our wings that were torn away are,
as I am searching for them now once again.


Once we used to have dreams so sweet,
but they were crushed with force,
and now we are here crawling
craving for pointless things,
we had our inocence,
and evil we had yet to meet.

Like in fairytales our dreamworld was filled
with beautiful princesses and knights,
wizards planning their dark plans from towers,
now we are strugling against even darker powers,
that took our dreams, froze our hearts,
leaving only order 'kill or be killed.'

R:
Not being able to tell wrong from right anymore,
and even if we do we don't respect it,
as if even we were corupted to our core.
When dealing with devil, what else have we expected?

Please tell me where our wings that were torn away are,
as I am searching for them now once again.
All the darkness bringing cruelty and pain
no longer is shining what used to be a star,
and all our resistance ends in the vain
turning us slowly cold or oven worse insane.
Please tell me now did we truely stray too far
from what used to be our heart?


No longer seeing world with children eyes,
no longer being able to believe in tales,
no princesses, knights are nowhere to be found,
all we've seen as real turned to be lies,
from heavens rapidly we fell to ground
and can't return to where our dreams stays.

R:
Not being able to tell wrong from right anymore,
and even if we do we don't respect it,
as if even we were corupted to our core.
When dealing with devil, what else have we expected?

Please tell me where our wings that were torn away are,
as I am searching for them now once again.
All the darkness bringing cruelty and pain
no longer is shining what used to be a star,
and all our resistance ends in the vain
turning us slowly cold or oven worse insane.
Please tell me now did we truely stray too far
from what used to be our heart?

Please, I beg you lets just try it for the last time,
lets shut our eyes of adult and open those of child,
try to believe again that crime is undeniably crime.
Is it too late, is our inocence too defiled?

Extending my hand, I caught myself redhanded,
it looks like for so long, I pretended
that my hands were clean,
but seein them covered in the blood,
I finaly realise I can't return,
and I finaly go mad.

R(x2):
Not being able to tell wrong from right anymore,
and even if we do we don't respect it,
as if even we were corupted to our core.
When dealing with devil, what else have we expected?

Please tell me where our wings that were torn away are,
as I am searching for them now once again.
All the darkness bringing cruelty and pain
no longer is shining what used to be a star,
and all our resistance ends in the vain
turning us slowly cold or oven worse insane.
Please tell me now did we truely stray too far
from what used to be our heart?



Please tell me where our wings that were torn away are,
as I am searching for them now once again.
Please tell me where our wings that were torn away are,
as I am searching for them now once again.
And even if you had to lie, please don't say...

don't say...

don't say...

that they weren't torn but had just rot away...

Please tell me where our wings that were torn away are... (please don't say...)
Please tell me where our wings that were torn away are... (oh, don't say...)
Please tell me where our wings that were torn away are... (no, don't say...)
Please tell me where our wings that were torn away are... (just don't say...)
Please tell me where our wings that were torn away are... (please don't say...)
Please tell me where our wings that were torn away are... (oh, don't say...)
Please tell me where our wings that were torn away are... (no, don't say...)
Please tell me where our wings that were torn away are... (just don't say...)