Tytuł: Pretext
- Wykonawca: Raised Fist
- Wy¶wietleń: 316
Though place and date is wrong
The sun have ceased to flee
It didn't last for long
Green trees and mighty seas
All my dreams are for free
But when I see these lies line up
To end in misery
Chains of money as pretext
What will come next
Maybe to sell your soul
That seems to be your fucking goal
Old customs scarring you away
The future is carrying your pain
You try to forget the past
As your soul is dying fast
Green trees and mighty seas
All my dreams are for free
But when I see these lies line up
To end in misery
Chains of money as pretext
What will come next
Maybe to sell your soul
That seems to be your fucking goal
