- cifra
Sacrifice is pleasure
When life ends in pain
Conceive the last mistake
Which belongs to all
Creation of insane rule
All we hear, desperate cry
Death the coldest wind
Seeps into your pores
A nation born of hate
Forgotten distant time
Creation of insane rule
All we hear, desperate cry
Endless empty maze
Despair, distress and silence
A poison vacuum, infinity
Life, lies, deceit
Mute souls end in silence
Oceans tainted with blood
Empty promises of hope
Buried deep, infected ground
Creation of insane rule
All we hear, desperate cry
Cry!
