No pity for the destitute Of the land stained in blood Left deserted to face futility
We must not dream of virtue Us poisoned elite We are void
Decry the willing Decry the resolute The desperate grasp releasing In refusal to subsist
An endless aperture Is the essence of their disposition Obtuse at the surface Pernicious in being
Cut through the superficial, cursory effusion
What is ignored in the present Will be resurrected
The forsaken confront entropy Alone, helpless, wandering toward demiseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
