Paroles de Charge of Injustice

Burning of the souls Frozen stiff with cold Sounding of the clocks How the souls are locked Under lock and key They're unable to see Till the hour they'll be summoned for their evil and demons What for can't they Be treated like all the others What for aren't they Just like all the others Nerveless people Nerveless cry What does it mean When they all have to die Disposable heroes Serving for one night Later on thrown away No chance for them to hide