Where moral burns a hole Decisions made may fade Blue skies turning grey May cover what is slaid See these faces in the dust They come and go and cry When they burn down the walls Resistance is not futile When moral breaks apart A nation takes the blame Some things you can't resist While others stay the same When fleeing is no choice But seeing far too hard Sometimes you must endure Watching Eden turn to nod We're running and hiding and struggling and fighting And crawling and rising and hoping And cutting and biting through For something to let us get throughTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
