Don’t believe the glory of what you read Don’t get fooled by the wonders of what you see Nothing looks like it should it’s fake history Make you learn a past never meant to be
Whispers of ages crave for the truth never told Whispers of ages mourn for the justice of the dead
Books of lies they art the elect to deceive Words of a criminal mind excuses for their past Tears of those who suffered from the ones who grieve A fairy tale of a hero that died the death of martyr
Whispers of ages crave for the truth never told Whispers of ages mourn for the justice of the dead
Can you feel their pain Can you bare their death Can you taste their blood Can you hear them rage Whispers of death Anthem of the brave The voices in my head postmortem they rise again
whispers crawl in pain while the dead still bleed martyrs fallen for no cause but for corporates greed blasphemy, lies, control. NEW WOLRD ORDER whispers of ages grawl at the murderer's lust more blood and lives. ashes ashes. dust to dust a burial, march, a flag and 21 shots whispers we shall hear till this madness stopsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
