I dreamed the coward of injustice is my call Luck is the future to save a little savage No pitiable cries to feel obsession Of the war, I jar with myself
Screaming pain Screaming pain of hate Within me On this hollow sand
The net of a creeping life has done the damage Figures on my sight have fallen down I use the power to suffocate the minds No beaten ends till I cut off the light
Screaming pain Screaming pain of hate Within me On this hollow sand
Scar in the head Is too deep to whip away Scar in the head Is too deep to whip away
Blowing wind the blood of my justness Blind sorrow has my honoured fate Behind that locks of complicated cell Bodies float and circulate my moves
Screaming pain Screaming pain of hate Within me On this hollow sand
Scar in the head Is too deep to whip away Scar in the head Is too deep to whip away
Screaming pain Screaming pain of hate Within me On this hollow sand
Scar in the head Is too deep to whip away Scar in the head Is too deep to whip awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
