Growing from the fields of fire Crawling in the mud of lies Faceless and forlorn they'll stab the eye
See the grain of pain and sorrow Rising in their feeble minds Closer to the edge they'll burn the sky
It's coming home It's coming home
Darkness won't illuminate If you close your eyes Step outside the shadow And getting' your gun, getting' your gun, getting your Drown in holy waters Make sure you don't taste your blood Til the evil turns the night To a nightmare you can't hide
Seed of anger rise Your hopes and fears United by the sea of holy waters
Suffering, pain and purgatory Hell awaits with mighty hands Grab inside the wound that cannot heal
Where the mankind stays indifferent Stained with blood of those who cared Blinded by their fate they make us kneel
It's coming home It's coming home It's coming home It's coming homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
