We march It seems as though years have passed Since I have seen the light of day I can hear the sounds of tortured souls Begging for their life I am forsaken I cannot be forsaken
We march Perfectly aligned to an unknown destination Whispering among the drones becomes irrelevant We're forsaken
Unexplainable, someone save us from Someone save us Unexplainable, someone save us from Someone save us Unexplainable, someone save us from Someone save us Unexplainable, someone save us from Someone save us
We are slaves to ourselves We are slaves, there is no salvation We are slaves to ourselves We are slaves, there is no salvation We are slaves to ourselves We are slaves, there is no salvation We are slaves to ourselves We are slaves, there is no salvation
In this wasteland, I have nothing left I'm a slave to myself In this wasteland, I have nothing left I'm a slave to myself
We are slaves to ourselves We are slaves, there is no salvation I am forsaken I cannot be forsaken
We march It seems as though years have passed Since I have seen the light of day I can hear the sounds of tortured souls Begging for their lifeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
