Casus belli all that urges you to fight fighting for the wrong things, fighting for the eternal right No guns, no weapons cause you’re not so tough six strings or four are gonna be enough
I want to hear the sound that echo all around I want to trample the ground the secret has been found
Sharp notes of metal boring into your rusty brain right to the bones Knight riders galloping fast through the hot desert like rolling stones Nobles and preachers are losing their dirty game worms in the graves And if we can live in the sea then we’ll be fighting like sharks in the waves
Burning flames are melting all the bloody swords every war is making me lose my words Casus belli is everything you love to try split the borders, sing together, no more cryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
