Why must we endure your fog that harness us? The venom of serpents grows in your lies while we drown in the mud Why tolerate morbid dens of treachery? Now decimate the ghastly plague of occult sins Rise
Why must we be slaves to dogs who prey on our lives? While they stay behind their hidden hand, entice vermins and mites Why tolerate morbid dens of treachery? Now decimate the ghastly plague of occult sins Rise
Agony for the loathsome creators of blights With ferocious misdeeds deface those worms As all we want to take is our land once free For the motherland who has buried too many dead sons
Noxious atrocities to obliterate Our freedom callTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
