Raise your glass up to the night And drink ye of your fill Come and taste the dark delight And take of Heaven's milk
It's the only one, the holy one Manna from the stars above The liquid flame of fire and shame Jgermeister, its sacred name
In the heat of a summer night Or when the cold wind blows When your soul yearns to be free There's comfort in the liquid gold
And in your hand The Promised Land The universe at your command To ecstasy from despair Jgermeister will take you there, Oh yeah
Jagermeister [8x]
When the dread cold hand of Death Is heavy on your heart When all hope and love is lost and your world torn apart Jgermeister, Jgermeister The sweetest blood from the veins of Pan Bacchus, Dionysus, lead me up to the lips of IsisTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
