Grand is this day I leave my faceless self behind The pride of the nation Gone is all frustration When I return there will be noone in my way
Where am I here?
This ain’t the place of my dreams Just an illusion so it seems
Unlike heroes we get Treated like a rat No fanfares that guide us through the fields
Ref.: History, history repeats itself Till it deletes itself Technology will bring a sooner ending Death descending
Bringing darkness evermore To eyes I’ve never seen before
Comradry is short in here I realize in mortal fear As I hold my brother’s limbs in hands Still I heed all commands
Ref.: History, history repeats itself Till it deletes itself Technology will bring a sooner ending Death descending
For months now mud was my home No lonely place but still alone
But fortune is on our side All the grief lies far behind Worthless creatures so they say Rape and burn to make them pay
The circle’s complete
History, history repeats itself Till it deletes itself Technology will prevail a sooner ending Death descendingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
