Текст песни
We are being hit by the rain of stones
I’m looking at the sky on the beach of bones
I want to see your blood before I close my eyes
Here rest your wishes, you’re never gonna see the Rise
There are wars with sticks and rocks
Here is whirlpool of bloodstock
I am looking at the dark
Waiting for something more
Gouge out my eyes so I don't see your hypocrisy
No more light to be seen in the fog anymore
My eyes are rots
Hang yourself with the guts
Doesn’t matter who you kill
Your emptiness in heart a knife will fill
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