The masses are going to battle and as we learn from history now they'll all die tor nothing and nobody even cares
slaughtered in sodom
living your life on a battlefield where no one knows your name your head blown off by a thousand guns to me it makes no sense
rage burning inside, and sometimes it explodes now I got blood on my hands, I kill tor no reason at all
blood is my fuel, violence an urge and not a goal in my own private sodom, the bloodshed never ends
two minutes to midnight, everything will go fast you'll never know what hit you, but this breath will be your last
god and satan are no opposites they're one inside your mind you can worship both or none it doesn't change who you are because sodom is a place far away in your mind where pleasure and pain are united
sodom is here
take my hand and fly away to the dark realms of ignorance there's no way you can deny that you've been ignorant too in worshipping something that only exists in your own mind. Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.