My ears cry with air pollution
The things start to heat up
My heart cries for help
It’s a rescue mission and the end off pollution
My soul was torn
The will to detonate
And stop this pollution
It’s a rescue mission and the end off pollution
This pollution is growing every day
I feel in real hell
This pollution is as a mark of curse
I walk the world in search of answers
It’s a rescue mission and the end off pollution
Dieser text wurde 89 mal gelesen.