I want get back reality
now when I feel my voice is strong
like a power of church beils
and my mind is in a full moon
condemn sons with
primitive education
their primitive world
and their primitive end
Fearfull fathers, killers
with burned out minds
No fate, skeletons
conditions of devotion don’t die.
War killing and faith
I know these two are inseparable scum
but hell means hell
and graves will revive
why me why was I born
amongst so many dead men
hell means hell
and graves will revive (too soon)
War killing and faith
I know these two are inseparable scum
I feel the time. I feel warsouls
I see all their flesh.
I see all their stones.
