JUST TELL ME THAT I'M SAFE I DON'T WANT TO BE LIKE A SLAVE MY FACE LOOKS THROUGH THIS GLASS LIKE A DEADLY, DEADLY MASK.
THE POISON IN MY AIR AND THE RAIN WITH DROPS OF FEAR I CAN'T LOOK AT MY MEN DYING ON THE SAND OF PAIN
THEY ARE DYING... - ON MY HANDS SANDS ARE CRYING... - FOR MY LAND
DUNES HIDE ALL OUR GRAVES THE HOURGLASSES LOOK LIKE THE URNS I SWEAR FOR MEMORY OF MY FOREFATHERS THAT I'LL SAVE MY HOME...
I CAN'T LIVE FOR HATE BUT FOR SALVATION NOW IT'S TOO LATE I HAVE NO REAL CHOICE HEARING SORROW OF THE DESERT VOICE
THEY ARE DYING... - ON MY HANDS SANDS ARE CRYING... - FOR MY LAND
WALKING THROUGH THESE SANDS FEELING A RADIANT HEAT OF BOMBS WONDERING WHO I AM ... JUST A LITTLE SEED ON THE NO-MAN'S LAND
ADDER - THAT'S MY NAME WARRIOR - THAT'S MY FAME DESERT - THAT'S MY HOME REVENGE - THAT'S MY ROAM !Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
