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