From the voice of the world, to the ears of heaven, stop hiding away, and solve all our problems. I am the world of the father; I am the hell that dwells within. Tomorrow you’ll be a martyr, today I’ll create sin. Stop them, stop them from dying. Heal them, keep them from breathing. Feed me, tell me your knowledge, I ask more of you. As we lie, we hurt ourselves. Can we try and create our hell? Raise your hands and look up to the sky, open your lips and swear that you’re blind. Blind to what your hate has conceived, blind to this world that’s created by greed.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
