Nightwish Lyrics

Album: Wishmaster

The Kingslayer Lyrics

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 

15 candles 

Redeemers of this world 

Dwell in hypocrisy: 

"How were we supposed to know?" 

4 pink ones 

9 blue ones 

2 black ones