Every Hour Wounds

Walking on the gallows ground
 Rope tightly around the neck
 Raven-bird on each shoulder
 Waiting for the pick
 Chasing for the shadows
 Ideal that does not exist
 On the endless road
 Leading to nowhere
 Let the sounds and light wash over
 Bathe the darkest corners of melancholy
 Blow burning flames into your soul
 Reveal the truth between the lines
 In this world every hour wounds
 Every second draws blood
 Every moment delivers pain
 If you choose so
 In this world every hour kills
 Every minute seeps despair
 There is nothing but suffering
 If you decide so
 Walking on the gallows ground
 Rope tightly around the neck
 Flock of vultures circling
 Above waiting for the feast
 Reaching through the blackest sky
 For the brightest star
 Seeking for the guidance from
 From the night that never dawns
 Let the sounds and light wash over
 Bathe the darkest corners of melancholy
 Blow burning flames into your soul
 Reveal the truth between the lines
 In this world every hour wounds
 Every second draws blood
 Every moment delivers pain
 If you choose so
 In this world every hour kills
 Every minute seeps despair
 There is nothing but suffering
 If you decide so
 Guided by empty promises
 Charmed by hollow words
 No truth or answers could be found
 Nothing but years numbered in me
 Gods are great but the heart
 The heart is greater
 From our wounds they're born
 From our sadness they grow
 Gods are strong but the mind
 The mind is stronger
 In our scars they dwell
 But in our hearts they burn
 In this world every hour wounds
 Every second draws blood
 Every moment delivers pain
 If you choose so
 In this world every hour kills
 Every minute seeps despair
 There is nothing but suffering
 If you decide so