| - Neighbours and All World - After the slap in the face
still feel the taste of blood.
Worst nightmare all these years,
walls around me painted with blood.
Around with the worst storm.
You heard the voice
and you've seen these eyes,
but no one deals with these screams.
You are the darkness
and that was the nightmare.
Our wrath will be the end for you.
After the slap in the face
will never be the same.
Old tombs but new flowers,
our ground and few crows in the sky
and dirty old bones.
I hear your voice
and I see your eyes,
think you don't regret anything.
What do you think of the
cost of these lives?
Traitors must need to hang.
We know better than anyone,
We don't repress anything.
We don't kill God, kill sister,
kill parent and child.
We see better than anyone,
You repress everything.
You kill God, kill sister,
kill parent and child. |
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