Days have passed and dreams are broken Just like memories never forgotten Bred from hatred bred for the kill Taken from life to bring it back
Here we are from the shadows of the grave Risen from the past and a victim from the blast For our own failures Punishment for the kill
A cycle never forgotten A cycle never beheard Rebuilding justice from the scraps of dismay Programmed for the kill
Take nothing and give everything This war will never be over the despondence of humanity
Take this hammer and tear it down Screams of help will be drowned This is the first of many to come It’s only the beginning
Soon the time will come In our grasp for hope In our search for the pope These confessions of the dying breedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
