The prophet is a fool The spiritual man is mad For the multitude of thine iniquity And the great hatred...
Everyone's trying to decide Where to go when there's no place to hide I follow the bombs as they're coming down This must have been hallowed ground
No matter what they decide to have done Burn up the clouds, block out the sun My hope is in one they can't bring down My soul is in hallowed ground
I see the fear, it's on the rise Let's catch the enemy by surprise Bury your treasure where it can't be found Bury it deep in hallowed groundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
