Like shattered glass the hate cuts deep Like the anger you build you cannot sleep The alliance within all worn and thin Filled with hatred you cannot win
Turning crane those fragile necks Spread those darkened wings Let those bodies burn And empty in our hearts I will take my place Impure thoughts but hands still clean All sorrows washed away Turned to dust
The heartache you feel will be hard to bear Only pure anger let them feel there Pretentious bastards get them on their knees Malnutrient (?) forms will not be conceived
Dancing your soul and fulfil your vows There might be more but we won't save them nowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
