Vārdi:
Rise Against Death Blossoms

that start to overgrow. All that remains.. But what they stole..was innocence.. The slate once clean has gone as black as coal. Time and time again..

That sought to overthrow Or all that remains Oh, what they stole Was innocence, the slate once clean Has gone as black as coal Time and time again

men That sought to overthrow Or all that remains Oh, what they stole Was innocence, the slate once clean Has gone as black as coal Time and time again