Shake yourself free from torpidity Rub your eyes to see the nearness of insanity Lightless corridors too winding for the goal to be seen Walls imbued with blood watch with silent reproach
Trapped in the maze of their own rage Ground burns feet and hides the curse of the age Is there any chance to save humanity When the only view is a rod of your own cage.
Reload your gun bearing on mind that the last bullet is destined for you
Country underground Oxygen is running out In the day when the sun went out Dripping water measures persistence of time
Candle's burned down and I feel so tired The limit of the common sense allotted by barbed wire It's our private war Senseless as the true one In the day when the sun went out Killing is the only funTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
