IF DEATH COMES CREEPING

THEN HOW COMES THAT

Feeling the hate is pushed like a thorn

You will know what’s a roar

But never written lie

Is only a spoken vow

Broken mirror shows just parts

As it s shown in the past

CHORUS:

IF DEATH COMES CREEPING

THEN HOW COMES THAT

Solo:

See the things, which are here

They re hidden in me and they re real

Will you keep the promise given for me?

Is something wrong of do you fear?

Understand it on my way

Once more say your modest prayer

IF DEATH COMES CREEPING

THEN HOW COMES THAT