Woslom - Lords Of War Тексты

These lands have
Blood on the ground
Money trading freedom
Bribing another round
Liars warping kingdom

For thousand of ages
The screams of rage
Amount of disgrace

Leaders, all around
Fear deceiving people
Leaving an open wound
Forging our reason

Those gods manipulate
For immorality
Descend from throne and kneel to crow

We are sick and tired
Of these lies
World is fake

Search inside
We will find
Our fate

We are sick and tired
Of these lies
World is fake

Search inside
We will find
Our fate
Into the unknown

Unfollow
Masters of the crown
Time to open season
Making our sound
Getting out of prison

Those gods manipulate
For immorality
Conquering power for their own
Time waiting for surrender
It's our reality
We are going into the unknown

We are sick and tired
Of these lies
World is fake

Search inside
We will find
Our fate

We are sick and tired
Of these lies
World is fake

Search inside
We will find
Our fate
Into the unknown

Blood on the ground
Money trading freedom
Bribing another round
Liars warping kingdom

For thousand of ages
The screams of rage
Amount of disgrace

We are sick and tired
Of these lies
World is fake

Search inside
We will find
Our fate

We are sick and tired
Of these lies
World is fake

Search inside
We will find
Our fate
Into the unknown