No one will shed a tear With frozen souls and darkened eyes We're marching to the point of no return No sorrow strong enough to tear apart our bleeding hearts again
Not searching for a peace in heaven No one will ever shed a tear With my hands raised to the sky We will not wait for someone to decide Our sober minds will face this barren truth Not longing for a distant paradise
This is the final levy From bleeding hands They will receive the final stroke From dying voices They will hear the curses we whisper While marching foward without intermission And tearing down the halls of the extortionerTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
