Paroles de The End Of Times

Domination is the need To dominate the weak Poison is here Face the fear Domination makes the war The war is the end War of no one No one understands We are the puppets of hate Bitter fate Everything is a lie, (an) illusion Everything is a big confusion The five apocalypse knights They will show your destiny Only choice, just one try To survive or not (to) live Hate is born from war Plague is born from war Hunger is born from war Mankind dies in war Weapons are blessed Wars are blessed The end of times Death rimes Domination is the need To dominate the weak Poison is here Face the fear Domination makes the war The war is the end War of no one No one understands Weapons are blessed Wars are blessed The end of times Death rimes