Human shapes, identical uniforms Wire mesh narrowly encloses Blank sights, rugged souls World closed, idle and scarred
Outcasts of a common sense Deeply thrown into a dark hole of madness
Seems like asylum to the lost Waste yard of a society reformed Walls raised by fear The affectionate face of slow extermination
Outcasts of a common sense Deeply thrown into a dark hole of madness
The end, redemption dragged by time The end, written on the cold wallsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
