Thousands gathered on the killing field Sun is setting and the air is cold One more breath is all you really need Will they ever discover you bones?
Terror – you may close your eyes Hatred – you may turn you head Dying – there will always be war Peace is – for – the – dead
In – to – the – dirt - joining the dead Lime – on – your – face – shot in the head One – world – perished in the flames It’s – time – to - unveil the grave
You see – you see – your own apocalypse You feel – you feel – feel when they crush your skull You bleed – you bleed – bleed when they cut your throat You fall – you fall – this is how you die!
Fallen is our race / Forgotten and erased Returning to ashes / Civilised in mass graves One more breath is all you really need Will they ever discover you bones?
Terror – you may close you eses Hatred – you may turn you head Dying… Dying – there will always be war Fallen is our race Retruning to ashes / Civilised in mass gravesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
