Planes in the sky Sounds like a war cry Feeling scared at that sight They're singing for the fight Feeling scared at that sight You could never wake up From that nightmare From that nightmare
No more tears to cry No more screams to free yourself Daily terror has called Sequel of the war
You just can't forget that child With so much hate in his eyes So much hate in the heart Obeying to the command and killing So much hate in his heart Making the world war his own World war his own
No more tears to cry No more screams to free yourself Daily terror has called Sequel of the war
Little killer, ten years old Holding the war weapon like a toy Little valiant warrior Looking at his murderess wound Like looking at any sores of games
Maybe god has forgiven you But you could never wake up You could never forget His falling body Taking ruins of war for grave Maybe god has forgiven you But you could never wake up From that nightmare From that nightmare
No more tears to cry No more screams to free yourself Daily terror has called Sequel of the warTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
