Blessing money as religion Your submission is your oblivion Thinking you have jailed the truth Spitting on our dreams of youth You'll remain handcuffed to your sin Hoping these days of torture will be crushed (Will be crushed) Knees on the ground face in the dust
Season of blood It's our season of blood Without war there is no glory Season of blood Without war there is no glory
Take a breath quickly and change your world (Change your world) Reborn and support the look of these false lords They've cut our wings for so much time There's no way back this is the dead line With corrupt blood and with corrupt brain We need to be answered for our own pain
Hoping these days of torture will be crushed (Will be crushed) Knees on the ground face in the dust
Season of blood It's our season of blood Without war there is no glory Season of blood Without war there is no glory
Season of blood It's our season of blood Without war there is no glory Season of blood Without war there is no gloryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
