Tekster:
Blood Stands Still Tomorrow The World

hold, clenched fists and arms raised to the sky, until I die. Here I am, still pushing on, I'll stand by you, I will be strong. The blood spill from my eyes, but still

ignorance, suffered the selfishness, pushed past our weaknesses, you can't deny this! We are the new blood, this is what we still live for, stick through

I can't hear what you say, I'll still rage while you sleep in misery. You can't break the will that I have. I'm not like you. I hate, everything about

What can you do, when you've been left for dead? Anger and hate fills my lungs, they win. I..m on the edge of my sanity - I'm punching through these

by the weight of the world .. NO! Lashing out .. my defiant heart pounds deep in my chest. Calling you out, can you hear me? This is the sound of your world

From the darkness, truth be told, I see this world about to unfold. The liars, the addicts, the haters, the fakes, look beyond my own hate and give me

Still ride for Pac and Yak, Seike too Still fucking the world, you know how Edi do But I'm still crippled by the pain still feel like I'm to blame Still

of whispering He is dynamite Blows kisses Eats dirt His mouth of a volcano He is a t-shirt He stands on stilts But doesn't stand for funny stuff Ask

wiped the calf's blood from her lips. * "Proud to be British" said Margaret Thatcher As she wiped the Falkland's blood from her hands. * The ruling