Waving black flags they are coming down I hear them marching down the road
In the name of the blackest gold Even the clearest soul has been sold
No matter who the puppets are I know who pulls the strings above
The coldest winter is coming by To cover all the blood with snow
Rivers of tears, rivers of blood Rivers of oil have turn to ice An show no sorrow for the ones Who don't deserve to be killed twice
New wave of fear is coming down Hate spreaders pop out all around
New wave of fear is coming down Is coming down, is coming downTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
