With the hype the dust settled down And scream emanated from the ruins Images painted with blood Seem to be unreal
Eyes covered with sand Can't cry no more Pieces of human bodies Dance in the last throes
I was chosen by war She hugged me like a mother I was chosen by death Cloaked with a shroud of sadness
Covered with armor of conscience I'm standing in the middle of a hell of my deeds The blood of the innocent is like water Soaking in a cracked earth
Destruction is a hymn Which I praise my lady And souls like flowers I scatter at her feetTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
