They prepared their voyage Everybody was delighted to go With projects in their minds At the take off all went fine After flying for hours The plane crashed on the mountains Half of them survived They had to find a way to stay alive
No food No life They ate Flesh
Some of them refused to eat it They grew weak, the injured died quickly Their thirst never posed a threat An avalanche that covered the plane Killed many more They tried to make short expeditions But they fucked it up They set out, all together, following the river
It was a failure Pieces of the wreck were found Like the receiver With which they could hear That nobody was searching for them They called for help, but transmission failed Slowly they died Having eaten one anotherTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
