Spitfire Keeps raining Upon this Kind tragedy The trials The waiting The waning Our masterpiece The horrors And bloodshed Those who crawl Eviscerate The dust and The screaming Eyes empty Just apathy
We will return these years of suffering in kind The world they once knew will crumble before their eyes Their tears are falling, fire in the skies “Oh the humanity” their young and old will cry
Skin crawling Restlessness Bombs falling An endless haze Careful not To lose you What keeps our HumanityTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
