Got up today, trying to figure out things around me True, there are many mysteries that surround us Lie, they throw away upon us Am I alone in this ship?
The question is, was it a great game? you wanted to have invented everything Usurper blue with red and stars Trying to cover the Middle East with blood
That’s one small lie is man One giant manipulation for Mankind
We’re running around the giant Emperor They surround us, no choices A small voice of the Third World Tries to shout to the Apollo 11Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
