coroner's inquest

Pippersteiner/Kräutner/Süssenbeck

i don't know your origin, i don't know your desire

the reason of your presence is unrevealed

hours are creeping like stench inside my nose

all my tries to say fuck off ignored by your hypocrisy

now you 're kneeing ahead of me

and you 'll repent this time

open up your eyes, i 'll close them

here comes the final Strike

the final Strike

your breath is in my neck right from the very start

and my darkest hate comes up

your laughter and your talking like nails inside my head

tell me just one reason not to kill you right away

now you 're kneeing ahead of me

and you 'll repent this time

open up your eyes, i 'll close them

here comes the final Strike

the final Strike

coroner's inquest

everything was perfect prior to your arrival

and the longing for your fall is growing up

no public for your lies, no friend for your ambition

can anybody stop me to drain my hands in blood

now you 're kneeing ahead of me

and you 'll repent this time

open up your eyes, i 'll close them

here comes the final Strike

the final Strike

coroner's inquest