Blast-doors protect no life No shells left, wishing for a cigarette to light Planes dip overhead, knowing what comes next makes it worse Bow to the distance as I witness the mammoth disperse Char on my legs, or could it be blood As pitch black as it comes Ashes where I thought bodies... Candlelight from distant windows are luring, trust not No hope No hope Flesh bubbles and soaks in the mire Sunlight dimming, killing all human desire Beckons the last wave of death Broken they talk, and lost are the souls from the nest No hopeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
