Lie, and tell me there is no pain, no suffering. Pain is in their eyessuffering is in their screams put a knife against their necks. Press until they bleed, and tell me it doesn´t hurt you know what they feel, they don´t need to use your language. our instincts were buried under asphalt by our ancesters. We are thoughts and feelings and that makes our choices possible.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.