[Words: Rettke/ Music: Paeth, Rettke] Who is turning out the light when night comes Feel the focus in your sight He keeps you warm and tender Who is
it's time we need a preach In the last rays of the settin sun we kindle up the flame you're waiting for that night to run as we waited for that fame
[Rettke/Paeth/Bilski] Sound of breaking glass again he's on the run and another fightin' stand no way out there in the night he's got no choice if he
ahead of us And we?re ready for it honey Big Fun And we?re ready for it honey Big Fun Well I can hardly wait The skyline shines like heaven's gate And
me thinking That there's no time to wait And now the prison cell bars Offer up heaven's gate But we're like in this together See, there's no place to run
Nobody will be spared Heaven is only there For the ones who satisfy them at Saint Peters Gate Nobody will get through Nobody not even you Can escape the Judgment Day Nobody will be spared Heaven
verge of War With inner beasts unleashed To feast, fuck and run Rampart in chase of She wolf pacts Forged on heat with setting Suns I love the night
verge of war With inner beasts unleashed To feast, fuck and run Rampart in chase of she wolf pacts Forged on heat with setting suns I love the night
fantasies Freed from Christ's frigid regime And rigid nails She was first in church To lick her lips and self-debased Each waking second felt like heaven
whispers in his ear - nada blood on the pavements blood on the hills gates of the heaven sealed goon squads came like beasts of prey lookin' for thier kill run
, I like it slow Can't hold it any longer, so let it go Open the gates, do you wanna fall up in heaven Don't worry, I let myself in, all I heard was... "
gates of hell are open The night of the wolf is broken The signs of madness are shining The sun of devil is rising They're marchng through the night
see the bait, you bite You're restless and wild And walkin' the line You're not just another pretty face Need an answer fast And you're runnin' out of time And the night
no longer Caught up in this system, I'm fucked Took my freedom away, I'm stuck Man I pace myself night after night wondering what in the fuck have I done
's a place where rivers flow in the street Where fruit and healing leaves are seen on a tree Where emerald walls shine clear And golden streets run far and near Behind the gates
who will save your penny ring? Come and meet the angels born this day Sleep now, the night is late Be still until this wayward bird Let's go off Heaven's gate
noise Thunder is strong, lightning is death Kicking the girls and its starting to blast Sweeter than the heavens and the fate means stumble But its Saturday night
you are dead Storm the gates of heaven Hold your head up high Storm the gates of heaven Look God right in the eye Storm the gates of heaven If anyone