Nations collide for a whim at the stone gallery It is insane Bleeding all over again Are we not the same?
Shuffle through the mysteries of our time I can see blood rocks from all around The color is always the same But who is to blame? Collect them and do not dare to learn
This dry cold ground has a smell of blood The war has begun Blood rocks for the generations to come I'd rather see some bones and worms at my back yard
Shuffle through the mysteries of our time I can see blood rocks from all around The color is always the same But who is to blame? Collect them and do not dare to learnTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
