The caravans are marching straight ahead Led by what they think is their gods will
God, war, fighting for your sick belief Hate, kill, dying for your sick belief When the war comes
They read a book, and they got themselves a leader To fight and kill their friends who will not be there
When they die, they hope for an afterlife Mistakenly, their god is just another fiction story
God, war, fighting for your false belief Hate, kill, dying for your false belief When the war comesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
