Berlin. Count Three And Pray. Like Flames. Zeneszám

Like flames

Something you've heard, somewhere you've seen
Too real to ignore you've chosen not to believe
From the black of their pain to the white of their fear
In the dust they die while eden lies near

The freedom bought changed hands, was sold
This heat of love has turned ice-cold

We just can't escape it
Like flames reaching out from the sun

From the garden of love been banished too long
And the balance will shift between the week and the strong
Once they would beg and they would plead but now they demand
Divided by those that need and those that command

The freedom bought changed hands, was sold
This heat of love has turned ice-cold and
We never learn but we know too well
Heaven's died and gone to Hell

We just can't escape it
Like flames reaching out from the sun
We can't defeat it
Like flames reaching out from the sun

Now you watch but you should have run
Like flames that leap from the base of the sun
And you dream you're free but you'll awake
Too much too late, too much too late

The freedom bought changed hands, was sold
This heat of love has turned ice-cold and
We never learn but we know too well
Heaven's died and gone to Hell

We just can't escape it
Like flames reaching out from the sun
We can't defeat it
Like flames reaching out from the sun

We just can't escape it
Like flames, like flames