There is no hope You are so catastrophic A flaw of nature, a menace, a bomb device You are unjust believers A violating law This is my final warning, no escape from the cold, from the fear, the storm
A crowd terrified Divided by fear Fear
There is no hope You are so catastrophic And your defenders are preachers, the stubborn heads A selfish ecosystem Addicted to control This is my final warning, no escape from the cold, from the fear, the storm
A crowd terrified Divided by fear Fear Fear
I am the hand that feeds you I am the one that kills you Don't ask me why I won't prevent you from committing suicide
Storm Storm
You are the last believers Who violates the law This is my final warning, you can't fight, you can't win, you can't stop the weather
I am the hand that feeds you I am the one that kills you Don't ask me why I won't prevent you from committing suicide
Our nature was our killer We fought inside We fought our pride
A storm with great rage (And now we seek a healer) With warmth inside To cure our pride
Blinded by hate (The coming storm) A storm is coming, a storm A storm with great rageTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
