One's life is easily thrown away And souls are quick to be defiled Fragile entities are born to decay And then the leftovers are piled
Dark are the days Exhausting our ways Here on this barren soil Plowshares and swords Molded and forged For our substantial needs
Watch towers rising higher Built upon human blood Burnt down by raging fire Turned into dust and mud
Bright are the nights Obstructing our sights Here on this scarched earth Circus and bread Enjoyed and fed For our enduring greed
Watch gluttonous men indulge Exposed to common sense Insolence they will divulge Their frail existence ends...
Face up to anguish and strife Dare to offer resistance Fear not ot savor your life 'cause frail is our existence
(Morning Prayer) One's life is easily thrown away And souls are quick to be defiled
Face up to anguish and strife Dare to offer resistance Fear not ot savor your life 'cause frail is our existence
Face up to anguish and strife Dare to offer resistance Fear not ot savor your life 'cause frail is our existenceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
