I must go on standing You can´t break that which isn´t yours I must go on standing I´m not my own, it´s not my choice
Be afraid of the lame, they´ll inherit your legs Be afraid of the old, they´ll inherit your souls Be afraid of the cold, they´ll inherit your blood Aprs moi, le deluge, after me comes the flood
I must go on standing You can´t break that which isn´t yours I must go on standing I´m not my own, it´s not my choice
Be afraid of the lame, they´ll inherit your legs Be afraid of the old, they´ll inherit your souls Be afraid of the cold, they´ll inherit your blood Aprs moi le deluge, after me comes the flood
Be afraid of the lame, they´ll inherit your legs Be afraid of the old, they´ll inherit your souls Be afraid of the cold, they´ll inherit your blood
Aprs moi le deluge, after me comes the flood
Be afraid of the lame, they´ll inherit your legs Be afraid of the old, they´ll inherit your souls Be afraid of the cold, they´ll inherit your blood Aprs moi le deluge, after me comes the flood The flood