Laying down with a sense of despair Hatin' what you own, lovin' what you don't have Straight in a corner, your thoughts have been bare Detestin' my ways 'cause I'm the one whi dares Love is just a pretext Your fear is to face someone who's not an object Where is the truth, where is the right When I'm in doubt, I am set astride
Bodeis falling down...
Priest, would you pray for their brand new fate: Straight to the Grave!
Foamin' at the mouth, and just cravin' for wealth You're just a toy in the hands of a fool Savin' hard with full strength what you own Payin' attention noone eat your crumbs Screaming out your violence Just 'cause your weaknesses are hard to handle You guess you have, you guess you know You guees everything's under your control
Bodies falling down...
Priest, would you pray for their brand new fate: Straight to the Grave!
That's pain, ain't freedom That's fear, hard thraldom That's rage, mind prison That's your fate, your freeing
That's pain, ain't freedom That's fear, hard thraldom That's rage, mind prison That's your fate, your freeing
Bodies falling down...
Priest, would you pray for their brand new fate: Straight to the Grave!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
