Thousands of bullets run through my mind freezing my soul to the core. For all the people I killed fighting through battlefields. Hundreds of children lie dead on the ground, their faces haunting my dreams, yet still I'm leading the play, in this insanity.
They made me a soldier mother but only darkness is filling my soul. My consciousness is calling, instead I feel that I'm losing control. A gun they gave me father, no more target practice this thing is for real. This altar of money is feeding on sorrow and fear.
How could I be so naive, could not discern through their filthy lies. Made me believe I was like a God, to say who lives or dies! A lifeless figure stares back at me, his judging eyes follow mine. Their masquerade finally revealed, redemption all I seek.
They made me a soldier mother but only darkness is filling my soul. My consciousness is calling, instead I feel that I'm losing control. A gun they gave me father, no more target practice this thing is for real. This altar of money is feeding on sorrow and fear.
So dark in my soul. So cold in my heart. I'm dying inside! I am dying inside!
They made me a soldier mother but only darkness is filling my soul. My consciousness is calling, instead I feel that I'm losing control. A gun they gave me father, no more target practice this thing is for real. This altar of money is feeding on sorrow and fear.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
