They talk, but you will never see them lost under the clouds that entail human sacrifices. It's their business to control other minds to fight their thoughts as they plan the real war. You will never see them shoot, but they pull the trigger. Red is on your handcuffs. Rulers sitting on their thrones drinking, laughing, waiting for you to reap their trash.
Watch them die, Bodies lie On the dry divided land. Death and hell before my eyes.
They plot who's the enemy to assault and that's all you need to know. Just follow orders. They don't care about the price, if they live or if they die. Only numbers count.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
