Look out behind you a thousand faces wait Waiting for excuses now before it's too late You have to tell them how you feel to see A thousand corpses floating upon the sea Screaming, screaming loud The victims round all around Bloodstained soldiers are marching through the night Abiding by the orders thinking that's the right You have to tell them how you're ashamed of this Nothing is changing praying down on your knees How many gods are living in this world And which one is repressing the right He must be a runaway Cause he is missing in every fightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
