Long forgotten past, values are dead They're forsaken, no thoughts in their mind Hunting the outcast, is this misread? Faults of minority is undefined
Mindless will defy and stay in the dark past Lust for the haunted, blank is inside them and will always last
Infidels, believers, black or white Nor saints, nor sinners; wrong or right Race doesn't matter when reaching the end When all is gone, all blood is red
Look around you now, more brutality They are turning their glimpses away They will soon all bow; harsh reality We can no more withstand another day
Road to perdition, bane, ruins and loss Is this transition or is this the way that we carry our cross?
All men and women, hoary or child Natives or repatriates, calm or wild Nothing stays certainly same in the end When all shall fade, all blood is red
No more blood to be spilled for all religions No more tears for the children in this world No more frauds from our blunt politicians No more lies, no more deaths and no more war
Infidels, believers, black or white Nor saints, nor sinners; wrong or right Race doesn't matter when reaching the end When all is gone, all blood is red All men and women, hoary or child Natives or repatriates, calm or wild Nothing stays certainly same in the end When all shall fade, all blood is red
All blood is red… Blood is redTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
