A stinking breath of decay Like a growing cancer A forceful storm that spreads Wash away the last hope
Dying flowers on a fallen land Corroding the fibres of earth Like the last gasp of life All light extinguished
An army raising from below Erect but deformed A sign blurred by distance The gears of war dispersed
A life spent on your knees Manifested into action In the modesty of a dying life Grey as we are without suffrage
Born to burn In the eternal flame of hate Rejoice in the notion of genocide Black is the sight of times to comeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
