The Skies are crying out the sorrow Of a thousand shattered dreams that broke. Heaven's crying out the woe Of a million ruined souls.
Don't cry for me Don't cry
And with these wounds inside their heads They cannot recognize your lies Illusions raised before their eyes Building a world of creed and dread
I'm fed up with your lies Can't listen anymore I'm fed up with your pride Don't want to have your lore
The world is overflowed with your spawn Contaminate the mind of my brothers. The pandemonium made of your hands Is slaying until we are deviant brutes.
I'm fed up with your lies Can't listen anymore I'm fed up with your pride Don't want to have your lore
Don't you see? You're just another upstart! Don't you see? You're taking off their lives!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
