Futile wars for fruitless words Written by shadow kings Their shrapnel seeds the desert fields And sprouts this fear we see
Devils do not need a hell in order to exist
Melodies of flightless birds Remind reptilian me That time is not through sharpening Our tested claws and teeth
Devils do not need a hell in order to exist
We must lose sight of the shore to know what courage means We must lose sight of who we are to know what we can be The enemy will not reveal its mortal form to me The enemy will not reveal its mortal form to me The enemy will not reveal its mortal form to meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
