Sickness often often attends me. I'm ruled by pain Tortured memories burning my brain. Oh make it end Killed for nothing Killed by no-one. I was just a boy
Weak and lonely, Cold and bloody Give me a hand
Cared by many, but I know none. My life has gone Rage and anger tearing through me Who's God will pay?
Made me fight for you Made me die for you
You and your sick God You hope to be loved We're all swept away So you can have your day On blooded knees for you Heaven calls to you
But I won't die without Without your heart In my handTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
