We feel the anger rise before the wake
We march against the wars of hate
The wratful demons come to brake your fate
You`re living in a lie, you won`t be safe
My heart is burned to six feet under
My soul is black as the moonless night
There`s one thing that the heathens seek
The fragile flesh of the unborn child
Why won`t you listen to me? Just listen to me
Why can`t you hear the screams? The screams so loud
That all the salt of the tears that they all will cry
Yet the warmth of the sun won`t let the tears go dry
Why won`t you talk to me? Just talk to me
Why can`t you see the fear? The fear of life
That all the salt of the tears that they all will cry
Yet the warmth of the sun won`t let the tears go dry
We feel the anger rise before the wake
We march against the wars of hate
The wratful demons come to brake your fate
You`re living in a lie, you won`t be safe
My heart is burned to six feet under
My soul is black as the moonless night
There`s one thing that the heathens seek
The fragile flesh of the unborn child
Why won`t you listen to me? Just listen to me
Why can`t you hear the screams? The screams so loud
That all the salt of the tears that they all will cry
Yet the warmth of the sun won`t let the tears go dry
Why won`t you talk to me? Just talk to me
Why can`t you see the fear? The fear of life
That all the salt of the tears that they all will cry
Yet the warmth of the sun won`t let the tears go dry
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