Our final hour bearing down to minutes and seconds The air you breathe will soon cease to be Controlled by greed and power, money cannot buy Now enslaved to this planet till death takes you away Nightmares haunt me of a life I thought I had Blocked out by fake memories, keeping me far from the truth Foretold of cities burning and all rebels gunned down Faceless abominations born from all the radiation Drifters of loneliness just to be put in their place Forgotten nothing of this burning hell The fallen gasping for air with no signs of a helping hand Choking pressure takes hold in their lungs, this planet becomes a cage Scattered masses, none to blame Scavengers made by tyrants One fiends for his identity lost Emptiness blends with his purpose Blood-borne instinct In the face of genocide, he searches for the one. To bring back his memories Your failing us show them your true face, your failing us, we are forsaken The fallen gasping for air with no signs of a helping hand He will endure beyond this struggle and bring this power down.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
