Welcome to the show of all shows Front row seats for the murder of crows Draw the curtain, start the play! The cast is ready, join the fray
Dead man walking, trumpets blare Death rides by on his bony mare Triumph is certain in the mind's eye Truth hides under limbs piled high
The machine of war plows on Neverending it's to far gone
Audience gasping, horrified screams Tears running down in endless streams Humanity's lost, eclipsed by war Apocalypse knocking on your front doorTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
