Ich habe mal ein wenig in den Booklets meiner CDs gekramt, und einiges was sich da hinter der doch eher ausladenden Fassade des Metals versteckte, beeindruckte mich schon. Hier mal ein Beispiel:



Graveworm - Which way

So many roads - so many places
a million towns - a milliard faces
it's calles world population
Bu the apprptiate Name - world domination
Can someone help me?
Who should I call?

In such times, guns are friends
never ever you see shaking hands
Even children are making war
So called freedom is away so far
Can someone help me?
Who shuld I call?

- CHORUS -

I want to escape
I want to fly
I want to breath
I want to cry
I kill myself
there fore and so
I want to know
where I should go

Can someone help me?
Who should I call?
The population - is gonna fail

I'm asking - for deliverence
suggest - I wait for a wise sentence





Die Fehler im Text lassen wir dann mal unter künstlerischer Freiheit laufen