Barbarossa Lyrics & Chords By Cornelia Funke

be my sons and daughters, be my kith and kin be my cannonfodder, be my second skin you are to die for, but i won't die for you you are blood confetti chucked for the chosen few ...read more

Change is coming for the Brothers who organise our masturbation Blessed with tears you see my dears We still breed in praise of lemmings So practice on your suicide six or seven...read more

She's almost 17 she breathes in gasoline and when she falls asleep she's got these crazy dreams pirates take young girls away and burn down everything she likes blue...read more