Vārdi:
Eternal Reign Crimes Of Passion

They gather together - watch out! The troops of hate - take care - don't be late Spreading out their ugly body of thought Anger's their religion - fight

You... you climb on the hills But you feel the hills are too high On and on, you fall to the ground As you try to reach for the sky Are you just a piece

Turn on the TV and turn off your mind Kill your own thoughts... be one of the brainwashed kind Opinion's not your own... take a look at your empty brain

Sometimes our lives flow like a river Searching for the sea Sometimes we?re like leaves Dancing in the storms of autumn Sometimes we feel like a flower

into my mind I see an old man... too weak to rise... He is catching his breath And his eyes they fade to grey... All his years have gone away Time passes