No hope. Only the blind see the hope for a better world And what the fuck is this all for? We exist like a plague, like a fucking virus Our instinct to survive replaced by cross stitched eyes And now the screams of suffering are all that fill the night As we march ourselves blindly to our demise. To the end of our lives We've become the masters our own destruction We've built our own coffins We've dug our own graves Carried the supplies to our demise to bury ourselves alive Covered our own bodies in this toxified soil Lifeless we lay in eternal slumber Free from the misery that we have createdTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
