Trapped inside my steel barriers Confined into conformity Far from me a sound is heard The echoes of revolution
I hear about this war somewhere These walls are thick but I hear it The sound is getting closer and closer
The second I hear that Screeching sound My mind goes mad My chains gets loose The moment I hear that Screeching sound My anger breaks free And I kill at sight!!!
Once I break my chains and walls I joined the walking dead Army And from then to eternity Killed the living who locked me down
The last sounds I remember Were those of my victims Cries of death and cries of torture As my blade rips the flesh
At the end of time no one will live On a bloody land no one will see
The Lord of Pain no one will call me On my throne of stones and body parts.
The second I hear that Screeching sound My mind goes mad My chains gets loose The moment I hear that Screeching sound My anger breaks free And I kill at sight!!!
Trapped inside my steel barriers Confined into conformity Far from me a sound is heard The echoes of revolutionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
