Top Songs By The Picturebooks
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Picturebooks
Performer
Lisa Alley
Vocals
Ian Graham
Vocals
Fynn Claus Grabke
Guitar
Philipp Mirtschink
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lisa Alley
Composer
Ian Graham
Composer
Fynn Claus Grabke
Composer
Philipp Mirtschink
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Picturebooks
Producer
Fynn Claus Grabke
Producer
Sven Pollkötter
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Hell, hell
Hell, hell
Blind riders 'neith a labyrinth of stars
Chased by portraits of the past
The thick silence disturbed by the steps
Where barefoot soldiers pass
On worn carpets, we're forced to rest
Before we travel on
Time dawns and finally sets
On mystery Babylon
Blind riders are bound to receive
While sacred hearts are meant to bleed
Just let go of what you want it to be
Grab the steel and follow me
Dreams in stone, now turnin' to ash
Now blown from your hands
Archers aim with the arrows of fire
To burn the souls of men
Blind riders are bound to receive
The sacred hearts are meant to bleed
Just let go of what you want it to be
Oblivion is callin' for me
Oblivion is callin'
It calls
Hell, hell
Hell, hell
The flag that flies is drawn by our blood (hell)
Crimson feathers our amour (hell)
The boots filled with ghosts of the slain (hell)
Are finally reachin' the harbor (hell)
Blind riders are bound to receive (hell)
Blind riders are bound to receive (hell)
Let go of what you want it to be (hell)
Pick up the steel and follow me (hell)
Blind riders are bound to receive (hell)
Blind riders are bound to receive (hell)
Let go of what you want it to be (hell)
Oblivion is callin' (hell)
Writer(s): Philipp Mirtschink, Fynn Grabke, Ian Graham, Lisa Alley, Claus Grabke
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