TORONTOKYO, skxdie - no rest for the wicked

Flieng! Engel flieng!
No rest for the wicked, yeah (Yeah)
Flieng! Engel flieng!
No rest for the wicked, yeah (Yeah)
Abandon hope all ye who enter here
In bleak midwinter angels flee
From one true king hear verbum dei
On my grave seed Acacia tree

Who made you decided my fate?
All the same the sunday late
Turn the house back to the stonе
You're the first one to bеtray

What has happened to us, my pretty angel?
What has happened to us, my pretty angel?
Petrified I sense the coming danger