onward this rotted ark keeps drifting on long gone are discoveries of purity and promise as the horizon shrinks before our weary eyes
they say we've come so far when in truth we've been here all along
no toxic deed gone unrewarded no vile head left uncrowned
forever stranded in this vastness without a single grain of sand to call home
our signal fires lie dead in torrential rains where spoils of war get battered by the waves the house greed built has been trampled under hoof by the indomitable and incorruptible four
this desolate vista our judge and jury the verdict has been reached this is as good as it getsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
