the war is over and the man is satisfied the blood is over but you left one sacrifice the war is over and the ground is still on fire all is over, and the man is now ready to die
like the wine is made from grapes we will be the juice of destruction 'cause we can erase in the normality our obscenities, poor grapes of the system
like the wine is made from grapes we will be the juice of destruction 'cause we can erase in the normality our obscenities, poor grapes of the system
the war is over and the man is satisfied the blood is over but you left one sacrifice the war is over and the ground is still on fire all is over, and the man is now ready to die
