מילים לשיר The Kinslayer – Nightwish

For whom the gun tolls
for whom the prey weeps
bow before a war
call it religion
some tears never will
Some wounds never heal dry for the unkind
cry for mankind
their only comfort kill your friend, I don't care
Even the dead cry
orchid kids, blinded stare Need to understand
no need to forgive
no truth no sense left to be followed "Time to die, poor mates, you made me what I am"
Facing this unbearable fear like meeting an old friend
"Your praying is in vain, it'll all be over soon"
In this world of a million religions everyone prays the same way 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
Lust for fame, a deadly game
I do feel your pity
"Run away with your impeccable kin"
Good wombs hath borne bad sons. Cursing, God, why ?
in us forevermore
Falling for every lie survivors' guilt
15 candles
dwell in hypocrisy
redeemers of this world
how were we supposed to know.