DEATH MAKES NO SOUND
Music by Tuomas Wäinölä and Ville Pusa
Lyrics by Tuomas Wäinölä
Lost along the fields of war your soul is broken.
Stars aligned and soldiers marching on unspoken.
The enemy comes close I'm certain.
This will be the final curtain call.
Every man must fall.
Wars you never win.
Death's the final sin, and it makes no sound
Thousand ways to kill. My heart is beating still,
While it makes no sound, makes no sound at all!
Every man is trying hard to bear their burden.
Homes of wifes and children must be saved from burning.
The enemy comes close I'm certain.
This will be the final curtain call.
Every man must fall.
Wars you never win.
Death's the final sin, and it makes no sound
Thousand ways to kill. My heart is beating still,
While it makes no sound, makes no sound at all!
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DEATH MAKES NO SOUND
Music by Tuomas Wäinölä and Ville Pusa
Lyrics by Tuomas Wäinölä
Lost along the fields of war your soul is broken.
Stars aligned and soldiers marching on unspoken.
The enemy comes close I'm certain.
This will be the final curtain call.
Every man must fall.
Wars you never win.
Death's the final sin, and it makes no sound
Thousand ways to kill. My heart is beating still,
While it makes no sound, makes no sound at all!
Every man is trying hard to bear their burden.
Homes of wifes and children must be saved from burning.
The enemy comes close I'm certain.
This will be the final curtain call.
Every man must fall.
Wars you never win.
Death's the final sin, and it makes no sound
Thousand ways to kill. My heart is beating still,
While it makes no sound, makes no sound at all!
Music by Tuomas Wäinölä and Ville Pusa
Lyrics by Tuomas Wäinölä
Lost along the fields of war your soul is broken.
Stars aligned and soldiers marching on unspoken.
The enemy comes close I'm certain.
This will be the final curtain call.
Every man must fall.
Wars you never win.
Death's the final sin, and it makes no sound
Thousand ways to kill. My heart is beating still,
While it makes no sound, makes no sound at all!
Every man is trying hard to bear their burden.
Homes of wifes and children must be saved from burning.
The enemy comes close I'm certain.
This will be the final curtain call.
Every man must fall.
Wars you never win.
Death's the final sin, and it makes no sound
Thousand ways to kill. My heart is beating still,
While it makes no sound, makes no sound at all!
Writer: Tuomas Wäinölä, Ville Pusa
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing