I foretold this life We all shall fail Truth blinded by lies
Freedom: an illusion of the mind A mind so fragile I care not towards a leading and false putrid alliance
Reliance!
Since when has one man Had power beyond me Born of this earth The same morality
I will try to stand and plead One man, one plain of thought
Friendship on a basis of yourself All for self gain Battles are thought for one man An illusion of you I will try to stand and plead Someone must see this battle over Our kind is likende to a plague We spread, we multiply and conquer
We must see this battle over Bending the lights to our eyes It is a wound in my head I cannot think straight When the day is done The blood is shed This world's disease is ended
I have learned from my mistakes Even though it is too late To fight against such power Why do we glorify the dead When life is what we are to value?
We must see this battle over Bending the lights to our eyes It is a wound in my head I cannot think straight When the day is done The blood is shed This world's disease is ended
[The life ebbing away from his body, once again he is trapped in his own mind. Echoes of his past and the memories he holds of his children continue to haunt him as he slowly lets go of his grip on this world.]
[Suddenly the sound of a miracle brings him crashing back into consciousness. A jeep skips to a halt next to his almost lifeless body. Life has found him again!] Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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