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