Strained is the legacy of our fathers
It's filthy and dismal

False cause to raise all arms
A burden that no one cares to solve

If I could deside I'd decent into the sea
To pull this shit with me
But the burning is too strong!

We need to find a way, we need the clearance for the final solution
Final solution for you and me

No barriers strong enough to obstruct the wrath
A wrath yet to become, our glory is yet to burn down

I've seen the bodies burn in ruins
I've seen the end of our kind

A cure for this planet, the path to recovering
Kill the disease along with it's obscene insanity

We are the infection of this soil
What we were given we turned into 21st century wasteland

Would you like to comment? Create an account or

Kirjaudu