Blades of steel, served as a meal fighring through the mist spell has cast no hope/Evil curses my soul, sinners hate will die. The silence was begun/to reveal what carry with us/there will be no need for politics and leaders there are other ways to gain control This imposed culture is only an unnecesary toy the infenral dagger will free the pain within. They beat us once/to do with us as they liked they've stained our blood by force and justified their crimes against us We inherited the land they lost and the violence to reclaim it. We are son of violence we belong only to the earth that in a damned moment watch into existence...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
