Kill this notion Everyone's dying We must flee this island quickly Look at us wasting precious seconds Just push the weak aside They'll bleed out underwater Run run run run run Before you get your chance to meet the maker You'd better give him reason To guide you on your way home And if you're in your Sundays best he'll let you in his chariot to ride along with Bacchus Please God They all gasped in time Show us a sign Bow before me Brothers I am Here to save you Time is fleeting For now you are the lucky ones Pretend that this never happened I will lift you from this foul soilTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
