Go to sleep little city The smiling yellow are smiling no more Got to sleep little city Your shadows are burned in the wall So many dead so much pain So many people in a whirlpool of flames Crippled kids turned into crispy candies Not even ashes remain
Burn little city burn The triumph of allied your death But your memory lives A freakshow the size of a city Still children with twisted limbs are born To remind us of what happened The day that they all went to sleepTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
