Wake up my child, is here. the vengeance, we have no time to bleed. My world filled with fear. I saw the sower of the seed.
Where is the we had. Who can ever save you and your little lives. A guides a child guided child. A child is guilty. But you should not run free...
The grave is open, let us pray remorse. the cradle with fire for them once again. Why not look through your what they've done. Your own will clean the blood, for now the glory days are gone....
time for everyone, to think what we have done. Open your eyes and see, not a dream. You aim for a common goal, you are one your foe. If only we could up soon and scream.
Abandoned, pleased, brainwashed, exploited, has a reason. money at the problem and it will remain. Your has no value for them, "violate me and this never ends. My children then hate you too." The grave is open, let us without remorse. Empty the cradle with fire for once again, Why not through your fingers what they've done. Your own blood will clean the blood, for now the days are gone....
Now, when it seems that we have to believe in. Maybe we should be waiting for the to come. For our children soon have nothing they learn.
The grave is open, let us without remorse. Empty the cradle fire for them once again. Why not look through your fingers they've done. Your own blood will clean the blood, for now the glory are gone....
It's time for everyone, to think what we done. Open your eyes and see, not a dream. You aim for a common goal, you are one your foe. If only we wake up soon and scream.
It's time for everyone, to what we have done. Open your eyes and see, not a dream. You aim for a goal, you are one with your foe. If only we could up soon and scream.