Centuries are falling like leaves We drink each others blood For gods above us Is it fare enough To sing 'bout love With a blade that's hidden in your hand Oh, heaven sent
Saviors are running like thieves To save their skin From a war machine they'd raised up Did they learned this dance With a gunner Hans Step outside - you're dead from ricochet In a barb-wired set
So if we close our ears Shell we hear the voice of reason If we bite our lips Shell we hold our appetites Cause when some "war for love" Turns "love for war", We're dying fish on sandy shore Of quicksand lies
Dry fragile leaves on a crimson ground Brown whirlpool, black snowfall We're carried off by autumn winds And when the thunder comes to die We're hoping, we're praying To reach the never coming springTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.