Heroes Out Of Stars - Slädu/Gianni Pontillo

作词：Gianni Pontillo

作曲：Slädu

Now tell me what you had in mind

The day you left home

With a gun in hand

And was it really what you wanted

And did it satisfy you inside

When bullets were flying

To saints they were rising

Their blood on your hands

Will cure your soul

Though tears are falling

They still keep on shining

'Cause you made hereos out of stars

Out of stars

How can you close your eyes today

And sleep regretless in your tiny cell

Maybe you're just pretending that

Someone might understand

When bullets were flying

To saints they were rising

Their blood on your hands

Will cure your soul

Though tears are falling

They still keep on shining

'Cause you made hereos out of stars

Out of stars

Mmmmm you better try to think about

When bullets were flying to

Saints they were rising rising rising

When bullets were flying

To saints they were rising

Their blood on your hands

Will cure your soul

Though tears are falling

They still keep on shining

'Cause you made hereos out of stars

Ahhhhhh no no no no

Out of stars

'Cause you made heroes out of stars

Out of stars