Huge pile of dry bodies is turned to achromatic greyish dust feast Blown away in the winds of conflict my entire life flashes before me Memories of peace never to live again in a world where the leaders follow demons Empty promises never forgiven the severe homicidal and rise a barbaric revolution
World in this perdition you have made sing the machines to destroy again Cannibals arise out of the trenches amongst trash for the last piece of flesh Contaminated life would rather die agonized and deformed left to rot in hell Forced to live in this filthy world that we call the winds of atomic warTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
