Pavel Tabakov
Now and then I look upon the sky… but why?Yet another day is passing by… oh myNot so sure what I am waiting for at your doorFor a little faith in you? No more!Have you ever showed a single sign… divineHave you ever heard a word of mine… of mineWill you ever look me in the eye and lie?Will you share a tear the day I die?Can you try and tell me why from the skyYour hell comes down from heavenEveryday an endless play’s staged awayWhile hell comes down from heavenGo insane and spread the pain: let it rainLet hell come down from heavenYou created life… it’s such a mess, I guessIt never bothered you, couldn’t care less… oh yesI give up – you let me down… agree? You seeThanks a lot, your hell comes down on meAgain and again… a part of your plan: again and againYour hell comes down from heaven