blinded souls march in unison into the night where no one is born casualities are laid to waste sorry souls march forever on
walking down a lonely path looking for a hand to hold from the right comes a twisted soul promising to guide you right instinct to fight fights will to live innocent lives drifting away going down in a blaze of glory doesn't justify this god
blessed sons of god he prays cast good fortune upon your souls we drink this wine in honor of thee take us upon your mercy
taken into the night where no one is born chaos will consume my soul
a brainwashing mind in trust denied existence of this lust perfect minds and perfect souls will grace this land an uphold
new existance based on lies guiding sorry minds and souls
death is what becomes of you as I sit and watch your grave a perfect life of harmony slowly erodes away the thoughts and words that once spoke free are no longer yours to speak as you reach the meltng point your soul is not yet free you clench your fists as anger flares realizing the path that's gone all the sermons and words from wise were force fed to you from a soul of lies Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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