Paroles de Creators

When burning lights Of war are fading to death I can’t stand And fill the welfare prime arrogant chest I can’t stand An holy grail that keeps Yelling for death I can’t stand To cause the war and keep Spreading their threat I can’t stand Unfolding all their strength In highways to descent Weaponry all set And marching to prevent Their freedom to be slave Of enemies they aid Waiting for the end When struggle void their hands How many times I tried to get all their aims I can’t say And everybody knows their faces and got names We can’t say Who knows how many times they turned life to hell They won’t tell Creators of this pain never regret They just sell Unfolding all their strength In highways to descent Weaponry all set And marching to prevent Their freedom to be slave Of enemies they aid Waiting for the end When struggle void their hands