He’s spitting on lives and deaths He’s living for thousands years
Hope is fool, hate the war, life for death Prison for soul, faith no more, God is dead Medical excuse of our death is not true Spiritual rotting of a grand, is cause
Victim of the human absence Immortally dead Finding simple way to access Find it good or bad Fight for freedom not representing What this is Maybe life or maybe death Apocalyptic crisis
There is a beast instinct moving round and round There is a human nature for the unfound
Life, death, life, death, slaughtered laughed from unholy grave Things that you may think about you forgot to save Using only material made of perfect lives You forgot a simple thing called suicide
Machine of a man expression can’t wait for your truth They want only possession, possession by you
You have a right to choose To live or to die You will win or you will lose What answer will you find?
I was many times in past But now it’s the last
Crowd is going down to the zero And mould is preparing to crown new time hero
Fragile existence is what we can’t break Internal resistance is what we can’t fakeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
