


Rammstein
Ein Mensch brennt
Rammstein
Fleischgeruch liegt in der Luft




You got to go to the lonesome valley
You got to go there by yourself
Nobody else can go for you
You got to go there by yourself
Oh, you got to ask the lords forgiveness
Nobody else can ask him for you
You got to go to the lonesome valley
You got to go there by yourself
Nobody else, nobody else can go for you
You got to go there by yourself

But for the lives we leave behind
Don’t shed a tear, don’t cry
The only way to break this curse
Is for us all to die
Now as we stand before the gallows
Waiting for the end
I’ll say these final words my friend:
At sunrise we’ll all dance the hempen jig
So raise up your pint of rum and take another swig
The curse of Captain Morgan has led us to this fate
So have no fear, and don’t look back, the afterlife awaits