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Vārdi: Vendetta Red. White Knuckled Substance. Por Vida.


So I spilled out my guts to look past my regrets
And I sang to the heavens as I bled from my neck
I said thanks for your patience god
and all your wisdom and strength
I said thanks for the suffering as I sang for the dead
They lived for the living god you ignored every word
We'll all grow old and die as our pleas go unheard
So I walked through the valley and I tried to forget
How I loved every moment of the life that I left
We were all cheated my brothers
We were all lied to my friends
No one can save us from god not even death
So cast off what is mortal and discard all your dreams
They all turn to shit in the end and you wake up in hell
Why fear the unknown the presents as painful
As being ignored