Frank Hermans - Death March I - Intro

Because we saw the world in narrow portrait
Living way above our head
Each of us turned out to be a featherweight
Unprepared for the bloodshed

We don't have eyes for the beauty of the landscape
Disfigured by the memory of a videotape

The only way to save us is to drop dead
A time lapse of wasted lives
Going to places that righteous men fear to tread
All because of our ex-wives

Those bitches didn't like to be called names anymore
Little did they know we had something else for them in store

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