9 acessos
Polluted land, our souls are getting colder
Each other we slander to get some shelter
A lie on our lips we smile
Pretend to love, hate is an unknown crime
Cover the bones under the leaves
No one told us summer's gone
No one sees how the world stops with a shout
Like a wind the hell came out
All of our time
We fought to find a way
A tiresome task almost completed
But we were one step behind
We could almost sense it
Destruction, death, end of all
One eye looks, the other has gone blind
Doesn't understand, hell's being kind
Life burns bright to the embers' fire
Innocent at the end of the wire
All of our time
We fought to find a way
A tiresome task almost completed
But we were one step late
We could almost sense it
Destruction, death, end of all