This is not about the distance, This is not about the time inside. This is all about resistance. In the end it's tyrannicide.
The entire country standing on the brink of extinction, Drugged in a stupor by a state prescription. Truth or lie, there is no distinction, Model inmates in a planetary prison.
They'll bring their tanks, They'll bring their fucking tear gas. They'll bring their hate, They'll bring us a fucking reason. For this loss is worth more than your bloody fucking war.
So step right into the fray, Knee deep in the blood of the fallen. Fight to the end of the earth. A new day dawns on the day of redemption.
Live the flame, And as one we are reborn. And in these eyes, your life will not be mourned.
Mourn for the love, for the loss, for the pain. Mourn for the days that we lived without hate. Mourn for the lives we are not meant to live, Mourn for the gift we're forbidden to give.
There's no authority in this world bound in chains That could keep me locked up, That could keep me awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
