Eleven years old Labor, prostitution In this world Of endless disgust
Deep wounds Carved on their souls A cross weighing tons They have to bare
Beautifuck! world Of fading colors Violent awakening Dim visions of another life The only luxury They are allowed A beutifuck! world Of fading colors
Manlike beasts Usurpation, prostitution Sloth, lust Their kind of utopia A choking brain Shame and guilt Today foreseen to be Worse than yesterday
Innocent souls their fires burn For whom shame and guilt are life Innocent souls their fires burn To living hell their lives are turned
Life - like violence. Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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