The sun covered by grey (since that day) The 4th of the 4th month, that day he died.
You lay in the cold, the cold ground. Soil is your bed, it keeps you bound.
10 days past, I am insane. I walk these streets where you once were. These roads made out of your skin.
My son, where have you been? Where have you gone?
I approach your old doors, your old work is now your coffin A figure lingeres at your bar, a wreck of a man Fear fills the room Is he the one? "Did you take my son"
You lay in the cold, the cold ground. Soil is your bed, it keeps you bound.
The earth's flesh is now his home His home
The crimes I committed, make me no man. Where did my faith go? My hands feel like weapons of war, But used against the good and the innocent. My brother, her son, you see I thought they were nothing but now are no more, Now are no more. Now are no more .
I grip the piece, Thoughts are passing The tension is filling the room He can feel it, I can feel it. I aim, his face is motionless, just like my body, just like my son.
Do I shoot? Or will I be the same as him? A cold killer A cold man Ending lives with red hands of loved ones.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
