Untold mythos thought to strike from Heavens boring holes the size of geo-metros From under our earth they conspire with worms These planted seeds, they're waiting to transform Constant assaults, targets ignorant and tame, the strong enslaved Flowering blacks have raped the clays, our saviors push me under mind No morning sun to rise and poke your eyes Blacked out by tides that seek to cleanse your life Exploiting systems gathering what we need to survive No more sun to come and wake you from your lie Fold like a deck of cards, a subservient man abhorredTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
