Mallona Broken Planet by Absurd Minds Lyrics
... weil diese Erdenmenschen noch nicht gelernt haben, Frieden zu halten
Weder mit sich selbst, mit seinesgleichen oder mit dem All
As a signal of warning - a fire in space
A warning for your doing - this anihilated place
It`s up to you, it`s up to your race
If you don`t suffer this doom like the planet in space
You have to learn and you have to fight
Remember at last - everything has its price
Here you`ve got your will, it says, and you`ve got a choice
You`ve got the liberty to choose. Don`t forget to use it
In my empire I saw a fire
Next thousands of fragments rotated around
Moons left their orbit and strayed in the starry ocean
Suddenly there was no life anymore
Mallona - a fire I´ve seen
Flames licked high. You know what I mean
It happens there, where you can choose
- good or evil, live or lose
Only there, where you can choose
- good or evil, live or lose
We`re living in the nuclear age
Misusing an uncontrolable force
Look at the sky, then look into yourself
The traces speak a shocking language
The swarm of asteroids a a monument of transience
Result of unblessed human hands, - dead cosmic things
Weder mit sich selbst, mit seinesgleichen oder mit dem All
As a signal of warning - a fire in space
A warning for your doing - this anihilated place
It`s up to you, it`s up to your race
If you don`t suffer this doom like the planet in space
You have to learn and you have to fight
Remember at last - everything has its price
Here you`ve got your will, it says, and you`ve got a choice
You`ve got the liberty to choose. Don`t forget to use it
In my empire I saw a fire
Next thousands of fragments rotated around
Moons left their orbit and strayed in the starry ocean
Suddenly there was no life anymore
Mallona - a fire I´ve seen
Flames licked high. You know what I mean
It happens there, where you can choose
- good or evil, live or lose
Only there, where you can choose
- good or evil, live or lose
We`re living in the nuclear age
Misusing an uncontrolable force
Look at the sky, then look into yourself
The traces speak a shocking language
The swarm of asteroids a a monument of transience
Result of unblessed human hands, - dead cosmic things