Tytuł: A coming race
- Wykonawca: Hypocrisy
- Wy¶wietleń: 310
Why all this searching? The answer´s always been near.
It is our destiny.
Away from a screeching people. Waiting to destroy ourselves.
They can´t interfere with history.
Nuclear creation. For eternity they can´t be strained
All I wish they would land here. But It´s too late now.
Time is dying a soldier With all them to around decay
In the other dimension. Time will no longer exist.
No one never grow old.
Something mankind will never resist. The destroying of soldiers
