Texty: Soilwork. Natural Born Chaos. Black Star Deceiver.

Black star whenever you're ready
You're much too far away
By now your soul seems steady
Now crawl to the cross

Meanwhile time takes a turn
I'm feeling damned when you make it burn
Let's testify you're born to die
You speak the truth and so do I

Don't give it away
Don't give it away
Don't try to nail
Don't you try to nail
Don't try to nail

Black star whenever you're ready
You're much too far away
By now your soul seems steady
Now crawl to the cross

Black star deceiver kills it all
The sun lies waiting for a call

You seem to be a fatal one
Come watch me preach under the gun
I'm down and out, so down and out

Black star whenever you're ready
You're much too far away
By now your soul seem steady
Now crawl to the cross

Black star deceiver kills it all
The sun lies waiting for a call

Black star deceiver kills it all
The sun lies waiting for a call

Take me away, I'm in distress
Oh, grand deceiver, put me to rest
I was never in pain, sick or insane
So hear me now you're the one that I blame

Meanwhile time takes a turn
I'm feeling damned when you make it burn
Let's testify you're born to die
You speak the truth and so do I

Don't give it away
Don't try to nail

Black star whenever you're ready
You're much too far away
By now your soul seem steady
Now crawl to the cross

Black star deceiver kills it all
The sun lies waiting for a call

Black star deceiver kills it all
The sun lies waiting for a call