Am I supposed to be submissive? Docile prey behind the reaper? Quietly hidden in the shadows, waiting for aN extreme unction?
Exhausted of being hamstrung chained to a law I have never known No place for fairness this world of saints
Flee and hunt the truth apart but there is no life in this exile Find a nostrum to rid their lies we all are part of an advent shrine Steer clear of this kind of creed They are all puppets of a relentless evil
No place for truth and justice No place for humility and loyalty NO PLACE FOR Future to survive
The innocence with which I saw myself grow up Is tainted by greed and disdain Never existed a single drop of purity
I can´t find a refuge not even in afterlife... No, I´m not this kind of humanity There is no place where I belong or where I come from I have must been born from the womb of Seth
No goodness or evil in this void I was their sacrifice but I´m already goneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
