Below the rotten surface of the Mother Earth where warheads dream their silent dreams, where no one knows! ...when will came the time I give myself a blame, hit the enter and burn the all I love in splash of deadly rays.
...when the Earth was young here also was the evil, The war was raging and the beaches full of decayed man. But the sky was clean! ...clean from silver lines, and on the silent shorelines sat the ravens and were looking how the to feed the young ones with the brave mans eyes...
There's the body in the mirror looking at you every morning and that's the way the final judge will see your deeds just the empty shell with no face expression, and no one knows that...
I want back, back to the Fathers world, when the Earth was young and the man where brave......... I want to step, step deep into the Fathers Grave, where no one dare to stab me from behind, back between the others, others of my kind... Into the Fathers World... I want back, back, back into the Fathers World, when the Earth was young and it was pride to die.........
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