Knut - Bite The Bullet Тексты

Eyes fixed
Tip the scale
One of the pan falls
Favor discriminate
Immobile
Settle decieve and decide
Just adds another bar to his cage

Eyes closed
Beaten and marked
Give up
To understand
Discriminate
Beam me up
Blindfold
My back to the wall
And my hands tied

Wait
Sweat
The fear drops