In the mist of the night you are searching for answers. Place your faith in a book and you don't hear the voice crying inside. Silently you give in for the madness in the sky. Hoping, praying, begging for your soul each night.
Hear the promise of progress, political mud bath. All that matters is your vote. Without it they're gone, done with their lies. Please wonder, ask questions. It is all ideology Promise, Threatening, mendacious propaganda.
Time has come for revelations. Close your eyes and listen to the voice inside. Recognize the gift of life. Feel the power flooding through your heart. Let's not stop the circle of time. It's your chance to survive.
This is it, I have had it with your sick excuses. Don't you hide, say goodbye this is happening, I am on the prowl. Too late to be sorry, this is my reckoning time Watching, Waiting, hunting for your soul tonight!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
