Lyric Killing floor

So this is dreamtime, and all is quiet
So this is dreamtime, and all is night
You ve never been held by the hand of god
Who s rocking the cradle, if he is not?

He turned the oil into his blood
Panzer divisions burning in in the mud
The stain of freedom - he s washed it out
Who s rocking the cradle - I have no doubt

Sleeping eyes awake
To see his hooded gaze
Whispers on the wind
The darker side of ecstasy...

Satan - has left his killing floor
Satan - has left his killing floor
Satan - hellfires burn no more
Satan - has left his killing floor

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So now it s dreamtime for you tonight
So now it s dreamtime, and all is quiet
You ve never been held by the hand of god
Who s rocking your cradle, if he is not?

Sleeping eyes awake
To see his hooded gaze
Whispers on the wind
The never-ending breath goodbye...

Satan - has left his killing floor
Satan - has left his killing floor
Satan - his fires burn no more
Satan - is coming back for more

Satan - has left his killing floor
Satan - has left his killing floor