The state of orphans land of forsaken dogs Marching the hearty road knee-deep in blood Ashes in nostrills Nothing to die for no reason to live
In the name of peace Forgive Any mischief our Weakness Is power deception In our souls
War In the name of peace Will Forgive any mischief Power Is our weakness Anger In our souls
The edge of lethal sorrow Will confuse the silence of caskets Able to consume and burp Only what has been eaten In an own herd
history now leads us to crematory striving to enter the heaven on a hump of a stranger history now leads us to crematory
The state of orphans land of the forsaken dogs Marching the hearty road Knee-deep in blood Ashes in nostrills Nothing to die for no reason to liveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
