Testo di Red Disease

They are gone for decades But they have left their marks We are left behind A nation covered in scars Like an insect swarm The red disease Coffin lines on coffin Now we're here to live Just parasites survive The future is looking grim Shining on the outside Rotted to the core Wherever they may go All has changed for evermore So when you ask us Why we carry this hate There is a simple answer They have stolen our fate Hard to take the talking 'Bout your weekend revolution So much was destroyed People left with no solutions Shining on the outside Rotted to the core Wherever they may go All has changed for evermore