Testo di Century

Forgive, forget the weak If my ideas are too absurd Just watch me rule the land Out with the old and in with your soul A picture inside a border that cries Strong were the words and weak were the lies that were practised and mastered through time. The centuries of wasted lives Worthless, since the dawn of time Programmed in rhymes they taught themselves eternal grief with a selfish moral I blame you .. Destroy, dissect the filth. The grey that splatters the sky and the millions that questioned why Steady the tortured hand began to work Slicing before stabbing cultures and colours Ripping to pieces a smile and a laugh Leaving lost hope to pick up the past Senseless battles with unworthy kings Bloodied baths and a severed limb Ripping to pieces a trial and new start Leaving lost hope to pick up the past