The Just Will Be Silenced - Die Sektor

My love is my anger, a hook right in the gut

A tongue just like a razor, so just keep your mouth shut

The whole host of angels sent to decay

Scatter and crash through all chosen stains

In their reflections all I have failed

See through my eyes the circles of hell

My anger is on fire, so raise the output higher

And if my sin is sanctuary

Against the world I run contrary

Drums from below that toil in the dark

Are guiding the terror into your heart

If I could mimic your futile faith

I’m the bullet from the gun of wrath

My anger is on fire, so raise the output higher

I am the fault that is not overcome

The destroyer the rage, the sum of confession

Here in the storm hand strain to hold on

Perpetually in flames and no place to run